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 Bahrain and from Madrid.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Main Source,
Half Japanese,
One Last Wish,
The Golliwogs,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Iggy Pop,
Japan,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mad Mike,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bush Tetras,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Outsiders,
Camouflage,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
The Pretty Things,
Cabaret Voltaire,
This Heat,
Prince Buster,
the Soft Cell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Malaria!,
Neil Young,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fatback Band,
Visage,
Aaron Thompson,
Talk Talk,
Howard Jones,
Intrusion,
Judy Mowatt,
Nico,
Leonard Cohen,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacob Miller,
Josef K,
Scientists,
Bobby Sherman,
T. Rex,
Reuben Wilson,
Bad Manners,
Aswad,
The Residents,
Sex Pistols,
Roger Hodgson,
Bill Near,
Oblivians,
Pole,
Metal Thangz,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.