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 Qatar and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Television to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
AZ,
Franke,
X-Ray Spex,
Warsaw,
Stereo Dub,
Spandau Ballet,
Thompson Twins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Juan Atkins,
The Count Five,
Anakelly,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Ken Boothe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
Ten City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Zapp,
Soft Cell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cluster,
China Crisis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Essential Logic,
Sällskapet,
Nik Kershaw,
Severed Heads,
Outsiders,
Sandy B,
Agitation Free,
Blake Baxter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gong,
Ossler,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unwound,
Iggy Pop,
The Martian,
Reagan Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pantytec,
Simply Red,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Altered Images,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Man Parrish,
Deepchord,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.