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 Senegal and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eden Ahbez to the grunge 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Moebius,
Lyres,
Stereo Dub,
Liliput,
Country Teasers,
The United States of America,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
CMW,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Junior Murvin,
The Zeros,
Au Pairs,
New Order,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Davy DMX,
The Real Kids,
Khruangbin,
Depeche Mode,
Guru Guru,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
T. Rex,
Terry Callier,
Simply Red,
X-101,
Young Marble Giants,
a-ha,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skriet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Christie,
Can,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joe Smooth,
Harmonia,
Talk Talk,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rufus Thomas,
Basic Channel,
The Count Five,
Brass Construction,
Nico,
The Velvet Underground,
MDC,
the Swans,
The Victims,
The Gladiators,
Suicide,
Easy Going,
R.M.O.,
Babytalk,
Lindisfarne,
Jandek,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.