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 Lithuania and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deakin to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
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,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick Morgan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kenny Larkin,
Joey Negro,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Bananas,
Alison Limerick,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Hood,
Joe Finger,
Roxette,
James White and The Blacks,
Jerry's Kids,
Harmonia,
Electric Prunes,
Mr. Review,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Star Department,
Liliput,
Suicide,
Ossler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Desert Stars,
The Remains,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sparks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
Zero Boys,
Magazine,
Essential Logic,
Cheater Slicks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Al Stewart,
Monks,
The Kinks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Christie,
Lyres,
Khruangbin,
John Holt,
Audionom,
Circle Jerks,
Ice-T,
Gong,
DNA,
Terry Callier,
Erasure,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Bourne,
Rekid,
Derrick May,
Malaria!,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.