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 Marshall Islands and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Maleditus Sound to the grunge 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Subhumans,
Fugazi,
Chris & Cosey,
Interpol,
Blossom Toes,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barbara Tucker,
Freddie Wadling,
Reagan Youth,
Television Personalities,
Arcadia,
Joey Negro,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
Joe Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Second Layer,
The Young Rascals,
The Slackers,
Wings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harry Pussy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sight & Sound,
Negative Approach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Matthew Bourne,
Theoretical Girls,
Mr. Review,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mission of Burma,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skriet,
Hasil Adkins,
Heaven 17,
The Pretty Things,
Supertramp,
Eurythmics,
CMW,
Nico,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Litter,
The Names,
The Residents,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jandek,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New Order,
The Blackbyrds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tim Buckley,
The Selecter,
Kas Product,
Rekid,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.