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 Germany and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Dave Clark Five to the electroclash 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Oblivians,
Animal Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
The Evens,
Pulsallama,
Hasil Adkins,
Outsiders,
Oneida,
The Birthday Party,
Mantronix,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joensuu 1685,
Girls At Our Best!,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
The Grass Roots,
Scan 7,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nils Olav,
Tomorrow,
The Searchers,
The Monks,
Robert Wyatt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mary Jane Girls,
China Crisis,
The Zeros,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Drexciya,
Harpers Bizarre,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lucky Dragons,
Nico,
The Skatalites,
Black Flag,
The Motions,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Halsall,
X-Ray Spex,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shuggie Otis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sound Behaviour,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harmonia,
Skarface,
ABC,
Ronan,
Bang On A Can,
Bluetip,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.