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 Laos and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Magazine,
Country Teasers,
The Cramps,
Urselle,
Barrington Levy,
Wire,
Ponytail,
Todd Terry,
Pussy Galore,
Yusef Lateef,
Cal Tjader,
Delta 5,
Thee Headcoats,
Au Pairs,
the Swans,
Ludus,
Peter and Kerry,
Vainqueur,
Funky Four + One,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Suburban Knight,
Easy Going,
Franke,
Crash Course in Science,
The Divine Comedy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
K-Klass,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Idris Muhammad,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Oblivians,
Ultimate Spinach,
JFA,
The Selecter,
Stereo Dub,
The Cowsills,
Prince Buster,
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
UT,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Make Up,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hot Snakes,
Subhumans,
Crooked Eye,
Guru Guru,
The Slackers,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Donald Byrd,
Sixth Finger,
The Moleskins,
Ultra Naté,
Malaria!,
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.