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 Belarus and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Whodini to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
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,
Anthony Braxton,
Animal Collective,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
Sparks,
Intrusion,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
Malaria!,
Wire,
Hasil Adkins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
The Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
Joe Finger,
Oneida,
Jerry's Kids,
Grey Daturas,
The Saints,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yusef Lateef,
Motorama,
Sällskapet,
Sun Ra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bang On A Can,
Toni Rubio,
Niagra,
Theoretical Girls,
Royal Trux,
Circle Jerks,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Subhumans,
Todd Terry,
MDC,
Nik Kershaw,
Porter Ricks,
Sister Nancy,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thompson Twins,
Ornette Coleman,
Godley & Creme,
Sixth Finger,
Wings,
Fear,
Clear Light,
Junior Murvin,
Brick,
Fluxion,
PIL,
Fugazi,
The Smoke,
The Grass Roots,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.