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 Croatia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
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,
Swans,
the Swans,
Fatback Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kool Moe Dee,
New Age Steppers,
Absolute Body Control,
Arcadia,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
Jacques Brel,
Althea and Donna,
The Human League,
Sexual Harrassment,
MC5,
Tears for Fears,
Barrington Levy,
Ken Boothe,
Lower 48,
Piero Umiliani,
The Toasters,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
Pagans,
The Velvet Underground,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skarface,
Bob Dylan,
Symarip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lyres,
H. Thieme,
Bang On A Can,
Fugazi,
Soft Machine,
a-ha,
New Order,
Charles Mingus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Remains,
Sarah Menescal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Warren Ellis,
Josef K,
EPMD,
Gang Gang Dance,
JFA,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside,
Pere Ubu,
The Offenders,
Accadde A,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mantronix,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.