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 Tuvalu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Curtis Mayfield to the techno 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
In Retrospect,
Oneida,
A Certain Ratio,
Man Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wally Richardson,
Alice Coltrane,
Loose Ends,
Donny Hathaway,
The Associates,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun Ra,
Massinfluence,
FM Einheit,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gregory Isaacs,
Junior Murvin,
Soulsonic Force,
Gong,
The Golliwogs,
John Lydon,
Tears for Fears,
The Red Krayola,
LL Cool J,
The Mummies,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arcadia,
Smog,
Oblivians,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Al Stewart,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Babytalk,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Knickerbockers,
Panda Bear,
Young Marble Giants,
DNA,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cymande,
Blake Baxter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flipper,
T. Rex,
The Young Rascals,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Monks,
Quantec,
Matthew Halsall,
Barbara Tucker,
Sister Nancy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Leonard Cohen,
Audionom,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.