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-Bissau and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Leaves to the funk 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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Yusef Lateef,
Don Cherry,
Alison Limerick,
Mars,
Delta 5,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June Days,
Trumans Water,
Tim Buckley,
Gong,
the Normal,
T.S.O.L.,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minny Pops,
Reuben Wilson,
Pylon,
Sex Pistols,
Brick,
Niagra,
Amon Düül,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kas Product,
Black Bananas,
Camberwell Now,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Slackers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
FM Einheit,
10cc,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aloha Tigers,
The Beau Brummels,
KRS-One,
Funky Four + One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cure,
Anakelly,
Bootsy Collins,
Sandy B,
Crispian St. Peters,
Motorama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Banda Bassotti,
Dave Gahan,
Aaron Thompson,
The Seeds,
Susan Cadogan,
Outsiders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fugazi,
The Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
Depeche Mode,
James White and The Blacks,
Ornette Coleman,
Bill Wells,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.