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 Monaco and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Tubeway Army 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb 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 harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Iggy Pop,
Reuben Wilson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Neil Young,
Erasure,
Grandmaster Flash,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nico,
Jawbox,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rufus Thomas,
The Buckinghams,
Reagan Youth,
The Smoke,
Roxy Music,
Icehouse,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ludus,
Massinfluence,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Drexciya,
Godley & Creme,
Maurizio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gang Green,
Flipper,
Q and Not U,
The Fuzztones,
Main Source,
Scott Walker,
Mandrill,
Vladislav Delay,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
B.T. Express,
Brick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
Gregory Isaacs,
Thompson Twins,
Wally Richardson,
Whodini,
The Walker Brothers,
Pylon,
kango's stein massive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Trumans Water,
The Residents,
Funky Four + One,
Marvin Gaye,
Oneida,
Das Ding,
Slick Rick,
Mad Mike,
The Associates,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.