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 Sierra Leone and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jawbox to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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,
Alphaville,
Aural Exciters,
World's Most,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joyce Sims,
Altered Images,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bootsy Collins,
Sparks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ludus,
Quantec,
The Young Rascals,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stetsasonic,
Black Bananas,
The Vogues,
Barrington Levy,
Minor Threat,
Robert Wyatt,
Blossom Toes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lungfish,
Yaz,
Q and Not U,
Public Enemy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
Dead Boys,
Gang Starr,
Lou Christie,
Spoonie Gee,
Erasure,
Jandek,
Idris Muhammad,
Crooked Eye,
Sun Ra,
Darondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Swell Maps,
The Raincoats,
Circle Jerks,
Gabor Szabo,
Mandrill,
The Dave Clark Five,
Desert Stars,
UT,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Monochrome Set,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Essential Logic,
Rod Modell,
Rosa Yemen,
Qualms,
Howard Jones,
The Real Kids,
KRS-One,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
The Trojans,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.