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 Switzerland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Talk Talk to the crunk 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks 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 clarinet and a synthesizer 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 oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minny Pops,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
Camberwell Now,
Quadrant,
Quantec,
Chris Corsano,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wasted Youth,
Yellowson,
MC5,
Danielle Patucci,
Shoche,
L. Decosne,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül,
Mars,
The Gap Band,
the Slits,
Soul II Soul,
The Birthday Party,
Theoretical Girls,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
The Red Krayola,
Infiniti,
Lindisfarne,
B.T. Express,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Bourne,
Bauhaus,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Panda Bear,
Fat Boys,
Sällskapet,
The Smiths,
Erasure,
Nas,
Kayak,
Von Mondo,
Warren Ellis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Parry Music,
La Düsseldorf,
Grauzone,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Almond,
Shuggie Otis,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sister Nancy,
June Days,
The Evens,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.