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 El Salvador and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 KRS-One to the grunge 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
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,
Eric Dolphy,
Prince Buster,
Derrick May,
A Certain Ratio,
Scrapy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Velvet Underground,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Zeros,
Bill Wells,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
Warsaw,
Sight & Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Whodini,
Janne Schatter,
This Heat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Japan,
The Walker Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Groovy Waters,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers,
The Golliwogs,
Unwound,
L. Decosne,
Duran Duran,
Sparks,
DNA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ituana,
Fugazi,
The Index,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
T.S.O.L.,
Eddi Front,
KRS-One,
Motorama,
Procol Harum,
Charles Mingus,
Reagan Youth,
The Skatalites,
Nirvana,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dark Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Talk Talk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alton Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Byrd,
Qualms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.