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 Guinea and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Boz Scaggs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Harmonia,
Dennis Brown,
Schoolly D,
Anakelly,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Martian,
Gang Green,
Los Fastidios,
K-Klass,
Nas,
Chris Corsano,
Massinfluence,
The Trojans,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Dirtbombs,
The Human League,
Oblivians,
Smog,
Matthew Halsall,
MC5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alton Ellis,
Pantytec,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fugs,
10cc,
Tubeway Army,
Pierre Henry,
The United States of America,
Ice-T,
Ronan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
EPMD,
F. McDonald,
The Stooges,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tim Buckley,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Lydon,
Maleditus Sound,
Tres Demented,
Deepchord,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
Mars,
Alice Coltrane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crime,
Sam Rivers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Don Cherry,
Animal Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
Angry Samoans,
Ludus,
Panda Bear,
Nico,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.