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 Venezuela and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe 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 Roger Hodgson to the rap 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Darondo,
The Fugs,
Model 500,
Sam Rivers,
X-102,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Howard Jones,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Fela Kuti,
The Smiths,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul II Soul,
The Stooges,
The Wake,
Pole,
Alison Limerick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
T. Rex,
Peter and Kerry,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sugar Minott,
the Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Monks,
Negative Approach,
Unwound,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Moon,
The Moleskins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aural Exciters,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
The Human League,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The United States of America,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Sonics,
Vainqueur,
The Fall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Trumans Water,
Nirvana,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kurtis Blow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crooked Eye,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter & Gordon,
Junior Murvin,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Smoke,
June of 44,
Lower 48,
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.