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 Tunisia and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Organ to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Hot Snakes,
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Thompson Twins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Quando Quango,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gichy Dan,
Warren Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Little Man,
Kenny Larkin,
Funky Four + One,
Half Japanese,
Crime,
Amon Düül II,
The Evens,
David Axelrod,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxy Music,
Rekid,
KRS-One,
Johnny Clarke,
Television,
FM Einheit,
Sun City Girls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Country Teasers,
Swans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Monochrome Set,
John Holt,
Urselle,
Sound Behaviour,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Halsall,
Bush Tetras,
Rhythm & Sound,
Infiniti,
Icehouse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Adolescents,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Prunes,
Connie Case,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mandrill,
Ultra Naté,
Lalo Schifrin,
Von Mondo,
Second Layer,
The Blues Magoos,
The Raincoats,
Bauhaus,
The Trojans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Deepchord,
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.