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 Jordan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the grime 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Agitation Free,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick Morgan,
Malaria!,
Goldenarms,
Ultravox,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Pus,
Iggy Pop,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barclay James Harvest,
Slick Rick,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Silicon Teens,
Cameo,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Hill,
Wire,
Archie Shepp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Half Japanese,
Altered Images,
The Black Dice,
The Barracudas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Intrusion,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cure,
The Sonics,
Unrelated Segments,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Liliput,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joey Negro,
Massinfluence,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Junior Murvin,
Man Parrish,
Underground Resistance,
Tomorrow,
Fatback Band,
The Evens,
Sex Pistols,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arcadia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bluetip,
Sexual Harrassment,
Al Stewart,
Supertramp,
The Remains,
China Crisis,
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.