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 Japan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eric Copeland to the disco 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
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,
Youth Brigade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Section 25,
Barclay James Harvest,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Moody Blues,
Silicon Teens,
Clear Light,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
H. Thieme,
Susan Cadogan,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Hood,
Eurythmics,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxy Music,
Black Moon,
Junior Murvin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lower 48,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stetsasonic,
Half Japanese,
Massinfluence,
Rakim,
The Misunderstood,
Interpol,
Soft Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nico,
Moby Grape,
Scientists,
Monolake,
DJ Sneak,
Harry Pussy,
The United States of America,
Kenny Larkin,
B.T. Express,
Kaleidoscope,
Funky Four + One,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
The Cramps,
Donald Byrd,
John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rapeman,
ABBA,
Michelle Simonal,
Icehouse,
The Smoke,
The Velvet Underground,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
MDC,
Inner City,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.