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 Algeria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a guitar 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 arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Sarah Menescal,
Charles Mingus,
EPMD,
Donny Hathaway,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gun Club,
Max Romeo,
X-102,
kango's stein massive,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Order,
Brick,
Ohio Players,
Hardrive,
Man Eating Sloth,
CMW,
Susan Cadogan,
Blake Baxter,
Andrew Hill,
Icehouse,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rakim,
Dark Day,
Pantaleimon,
Qualms,
Idris Muhammad,
Crispy Ambulance,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare,
Easy Going,
Carl Craig,
Marmalade,
Aswad,
The Index,
Cheater Slicks,
Josef K,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Swans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vladislav Delay,
Warren Ellis,
Reagan Youth,
Youth Brigade,
The Barracudas,
Swell Maps,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roy Ayers,
Oneida,
Depeche Mode,
Television Personalities,
Ice-T,
Ten City,
Skriet,
Al Stewart,
Monks,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.