Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Czech Republic and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Hashim to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by PIL. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Associates,
the Human League,
Absolute Body Control,
Unwound,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Althea and Donna,
Traffic Nightmare,
Surgeon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dual Sessions,
Kas Product,
Warren Ellis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kurtis Blow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Von Mondo,
Porter Ricks,
Ossler,
Saccharine Trust,
Sam Rivers,
Ten City,
Soulsonic Force,
The Residents,
Rites of Spring,
Derrick May,
Freddie Wadling,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
CMW,
Cybotron,
48th St. Collective,
X-101,
Bobby Womack,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hasil Adkins,
Laurel Aitken,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scion,
Don Cherry,
Pagans,
Youth Brigade,
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
Peter & Gordon,
Das Ding,
The Barracudas,
Ultra Naté,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Offenders,
Pantytec,
Lalann,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.