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 Mexico and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 Pulsallama to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo 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 a spring reverb and an oboe 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 chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Echospace,
Supertramp,
Brothers Johnson,
PIL,
Icehouse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Bush Tetras,
The Velvet Underground,
Ten City,
Gastr Del Sol,
H. Thieme,
Cheater Slicks,
The Buckinghams,
Sound Behaviour,
The Slackers,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Tremeloes,
The Mummies,
Anthony Braxton,
Nick Fraelich,
Fugazi,
Drive Like Jehu,
Howard Jones,
Massinfluence,
Black Bananas,
U.S. Maple,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiohead,
The Evens,
the Normal,
Marshall Jefferson,
Radio Birdman,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerri Chandler,
Steve Hackett,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Michelle Simonal,
Liliput,
The United States of America,
Lyres,
Patti Smith,
Jawbox,
Eric Dolphy,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Slits,
Moebius,
Cabaret Voltaire,
K-Klass,
Roger Hodgson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Boredoms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Moleskins,
The Pop Group,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.