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 Madagascar and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Junior Murvin to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
Section 25,
Chris & Cosey,
Nirvana,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arab on Radar,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hoover,
Minny Pops,
Bill Near,
Alison Limerick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
Half Japanese,
The Associates,
Howard Jones,
Lungfish,
Flipper,
Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Magazine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bang On A Can,
Cybotron,
Audionom,
The Victims,
John Foxx,
DJ Style,
Brothers Johnson,
a-ha,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soft Machine,
The Move,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pagans,
Rapeman,
Roger Hodgson,
Angry Samoans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brass Construction,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Blancmange,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Leaves,
Excepter,
Jacob Miller,
Tubeway Army,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
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.