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 Mauritius and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Suicide to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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,
Flash Fearless,
Erykah Badu,
Interpol,
Carl Craig,
Ten City,
The Monks,
Colin Newman,
The Walker Brothers,
The Kinks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pussy Galore,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Christie,
Glenn Branca,
the Human League,
Sun Ra,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Zero Boys,
Bill Wells,
Sonic Youth,
The Angels of Light,
8 Eyed Spy,
Thompson Twins,
Duran Duran,
Barbara Tucker,
The Index,
Tres Demented,
Tears for Fears,
Joey Negro,
Rotary Connection,
the Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Maurizio,
Nas,
Erasure,
Jeff Mills,
ABC,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Franke,
Yaz,
Drexciya,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kas Product,
The Divine Comedy,
Siglo XX,
Swell Maps,
Bluetip,
Nico,
The Human League,
The Black Dice,
Bush Tetras,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiohead,
Khruangbin,
Delta 5,
Deadbeat,
David Bowie,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.