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 Philippines and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Chris Corsano to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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,
Gabor Szabo,
The New Christs,
Technova,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronan,
Gichy Dan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aswad,
Ultra Naté,
June Days,
Main Source,
Bang On A Can,
Lungfish,
World's Most,
Fat Boys,
The Offenders,
Scion,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
The Young Rascals,
DNA,
The Residents,
Johnny Clarke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roxette,
Chris Corsano,
The Techniques,
Rosa Yemen,
Lakeside,
The Star Department,
Panda Bear,
Darondo,
Crash Course in Science,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter & Gordon,
Animal Collective,
Maleditus Sound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Michelle Simonal,
Hot Snakes,
Pere Ubu,
Iggy Pop,
Qualms,
Yellowson,
Second Layer,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Guru Guru,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Flag,
The Knickerbockers,
The Walker Brothers,
T. Rex,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neu!,
Eurythmics,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.