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 Seychelles and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Masters at Work to the jazz 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
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,
Donald Byrd,
Chris Corsano,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Wasted Youth,
Peter and Kerry,
Masters at Work,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Sherman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Excepter,
Derrick May,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hashim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eve St. Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Minutemen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Monks,
Ornette Coleman,
Fatback Band,
Barrington Levy,
Steve Hackett,
Black Bananas,
Neu!,
Magma,
Sparks,
The Kinks,
Cheater Slicks,
ABBA,
Avey Tare,
Throbbing Gristle,
B.T. Express,
Accadde A,
World's Most,
Chris & Cosey,
Rekid,
Eric Dolphy,
New Order,
Radiopuhelimet,
Surgeon,
The Raincoats,
Symarip,
Rod Modell,
Scratch Acid,
Groovy Waters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alton Ellis,
Intrusion,
The Index,
Colin Newman,
KRS-One,
Sixth Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
These Immortal Souls,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.