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 Sri Lanka and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Second Layer to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin 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 organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Althea and Donna,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Toni Rubio,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultravox,
Radio Birdman,
the Sonics,
Brick,
Roy Ayers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Porter Ricks,
Unrelated Segments,
June of 44,
The Walker Brothers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Crime,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bad Manners,
Lindisfarne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Patti Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalann,
Whodini,
Tres Demented,
Model 500,
Arcadia,
Moss Icon,
Matthew Bourne,
The Victims,
Liliput,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Easy Going,
Arab on Radar,
DNA,
Metal Thangz,
Aaron Thompson,
Roxette,
The Vogues,
Gong,
The Raincoats,
Quantec,
Trumans Water,
The Litter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tim Buckley,
Minor Threat,
Icehouse,
Vainqueur,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Knickerbockers,
Reagan Youth,
The New Christs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.