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 Guinea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Sun City Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ornette Coleman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Whodini,
Reuben Wilson,
Reagan Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Letta Mbulu,
Goldenarms,
T. Rex,
John Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fatback Band,
Gichy Dan,
Albert Ayler,
The New Christs,
Delta 5,
Quantec,
Mark Hollis,
Amon Düül II,
The Dead C,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Isaac Hayes,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David McCallum,
Ludus,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dirtbombs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Archie Shepp,
The Invisible,
Barry Ungar,
Arab on Radar,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
Barrington Levy,
Tom Boy,
Wally Richardson,
Altered Images,
Marine Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Wire,
Rekid,
Joe Finger,
The Gladiators,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
David Bowie,
Jerry's Kids,
Accadde A,
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.