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 United Kingdom and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Holger Czukay 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 Slick Rick to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Hardrive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Offenders,
Nils Olav,
Crooked Eye,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Terry,
Man Eating Sloth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gabor Szabo,
The Invisible,
Warren Ellis,
Wasted Youth,
Agent Orange,
Lower 48,
Blossom Toes,
Warsaw,
Livin' Joy,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
Yaz,
Delta 5,
The Motions,
The Sound,
John Holt,
Iggy Pop,
Rosa Yemen,
Adolescents,
The Barracudas,
T.S.O.L.,
The Black Dice,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terry Callier,
Howard Jones,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Television,
the Association,
R.M.O.,
Tears for Fears,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bizarre Inc.,
Suburban Knight,
Roy Ayers,
Minny Pops,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sight & Sound,
Altered Images,
Alton Ellis,
Eurythmics,
The Walker Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Leaves,
Jimmy McGriff,
Maurizio,
The Durutti Column,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.