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 Cuba and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Tom Boy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
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,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
Groovy Waters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun City Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ohio Players,
Suicide,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Johnny Clarke,
New Age Steppers,
Amon Düül II,
Gichy Dan,
Jimmy McGriff,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Count Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Tubeway Army,
Funkadelic,
The Stooges,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Albert Ayler,
The Smoke,
Liliput,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hardrive,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Ponytail,
Stiv Bators,
Althea and Donna,
Ultra Naté,
Model 500,
Morten Harket,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Surgeon,
The Victims,
Piero Umiliani,
Pulsallama,
The Seeds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Clear Light,
the Swans,
The Tremeloes,
Lucky Dragons,
Sällskapet,
Quadrant,
Flash Fearless,
Sister Nancy,
The Wake,
Ten City,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang of Four,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
Altered Images,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.