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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 H. Thieme to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum 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,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Image Ltd.,
This Heat,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
kango's stein massive,
Lyres,
The Motions,
Chrome,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
Wasted Youth,
Delta 5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sonic Youth,
Arcadia,
Roger Hodgson,
Marmalade,
Lightning Bolt,
Yusef Lateef,
Mandrill,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Marvin Gaye,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Shuggie Otis,
Dead Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Bush Tetras,
Audionom,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crash Course in Science,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Janne Schatter,
Blossom Toes,
The American Breed,
Trumans Water,
Sarah Menescal,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ken Boothe,
Niagra,
Kerri Chandler,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül II,
Adolescents,
Dual Sessions,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marine Girls,
Simply Red,
The Human League,
Brand Nubian,
Smog,
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
Buzzcocks,
Tim Buckley,
the Germs,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.