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 Lithuania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Cowsills to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
David Bowie,
Brand Nubian,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
Maurizio,
Delta 5,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Swans,
Stetsasonic,
The Human League,
Bush Tetras,
The Smiths,
E-Dancer,
Faraquet,
Duran Duran,
Unwound,
Q and Not U,
Negative Approach,
kango's stein massive,
Alison Limerick,
F. McDonald,
The Black Dice,
Cameo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Tremeloes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Loose Ends,
The Knickerbockers,
D'Angelo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barry Ungar,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Green,
The Techniques,
Sister Nancy,
Mark Hollis,
Marc Almond,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Easy Going,
OOIOO,
Soulsonic Force,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Zapp,
Khruangbin,
Boz Scaggs,
Pere Ubu,
Sam Rivers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.