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 the UAE and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the rock 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord 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 linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Davy DMX,
The Last Poets,
Alice Coltrane,
Flash Fearless,
The Dead C,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Bananas,
The Skatalites,
Bizarre Inc.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Archie Shepp,
Suburban Knight,
Clear Light,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
Intrusion,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Misunderstood,
Scott Walker,
Los Fastidios,
Slave,
Fugazi,
The Searchers,
Jerry's Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Pagans,
The Fugs,
Gichy Dan,
EPMD,
Zero Boys,
Swell Maps,
Nirvana,
8 Eyed Spy,
Junior Murvin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crime,
Saccharine Trust,
The Remains,
H. Thieme,
Iggy Pop,
Cameo,
Roger Hodgson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
The Fortunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Laurel Aitken,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yazoo,
Brick,
David Axelrod,
Barbara Tucker,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Avey Tare,
Derrick Morgan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.