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 Antigua and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Normal to the grunge 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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,
Magazine,
Technova,
Adolescents,
Inner City,
Erasure,
Eric Dolphy,
Scan 7,
The Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
Minnie Riperton,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barrington Levy,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ponytail,
This Heat,
Rekid,
Saccharine Trust,
Liliput,
Yellowson,
Lungfish,
The Zeros,
Sly & The Family Stone,
World's Most,
Quando Quango,
E-Dancer,
Marine Girls,
Dual Sessions,
The Happenings,
The Barracudas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris Corsano,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Real Kids,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Cell,
Cameo,
The Black Dice,
Sound Behaviour,
Slick Rick,
Bill Wells,
the Normal,
The Raincoats,
Jeru the Damaja,
Duran Duran,
Skaos,
The Gun Club,
The Red Krayola,
Moss Icon,
L. Decosne,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Neon Judgement,
Minny Pops,
James White and The Blacks,
Country Teasers,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.