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 Botswana and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 MC5 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
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,
Camberwell Now,
B.T. Express,
Negative Approach,
Ornette Coleman,
David Axelrod,
Man Parrish,
Kenny Larkin,
Quando Quango,
Duran Duran,
Trumans Water,
Thompson Twins,
Monolake,
Q and Not U,
Kurtis Blow,
Sugar Minott,
Nils Olav,
48th St. Collective,
Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
a-ha,
The Martian,
Delta 5,
Gabor Szabo,
Rapeman,
Echospace,
Aswad,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grauzone,
Bauhaus,
Procol Harum,
Rekid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Fania All-Stars,
Qualms,
Howard Jones,
Hardrive,
X-102,
The United States of America,
Quadrant,
The Wake,
Dave Gahan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Evens,
Andrew Hill,
Simply Red,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sight & Sound,
The Gun Club,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
Radio Birdman,
Niagra,
Goldenarms,
Aloha Tigers,
Jandek,
Oneida,
Nico,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.