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 Serbia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Man Parrish to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 marimba and a synthesizer 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 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Carl Craig,
Hoover,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Animal Collective,
Silicon Teens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Unrelated Segments,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barry Ungar,
Eve St. Jones,
Stetsasonic,
Ronnie Foster,
Drexciya,
Scion,
Kas Product,
Technova,
Albert Ayler,
Gong,
Sam Rivers,
Radiohead,
The Trojans,
Matthew Halsall,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
Zero Boys,
Quando Quango,
Junior Murvin,
E-Dancer,
Kurtis Blow,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Womack,
Minutemen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
Pantaleimon,
The Five Americans,
Joensuu 1685,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Star Department,
June Days,
The Blackbyrds,
Aloha Tigers,
Joey Negro,
The Happenings,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
Hashim,
the Association,
Graham Central Station,
The Skatalites,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.