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 States and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 Cairo and Tehran.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mars to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
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,
Alton Ellis,
Wings,
Harpers Bizarre,
Monks,
Derrick May,
The Kinks,
The Fire Engines,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Slits,
Rotary Connection,
Ponytail,
Marmalade,
Peter and Kerry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Quadrant,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warren Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Crime,
The Fuzztones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Normal,
Lower 48,
Absolute Body Control,
Schoolly D,
Archie Shepp,
Joey Negro,
Joensuu 1685,
Erykah Badu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Popol Vuh,
The Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Royal Trux,
Sandy B,
OOIOO,
Bob Dylan,
The Music Machine,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
Nirvana,
Monolake,
Gong,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lakeside,
Loose Ends,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Gun Club,
Porter Ricks,
Barry Ungar,
Adolescents,
Reagan Youth,
R.M.O.,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Blues Magoos,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.