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 Kosovo and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Birthday Party to the punk 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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,
Von Mondo,
Bob Dylan,
Half Japanese,
Erykah Badu,
ABBA,
Cymande,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mark Hollis,
Ronan,
The Count Five,
Ten City,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Surgeon,
Aswad,
Johnny Clarke,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Divine Comedy,
Soft Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wings,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeff Mills,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Television,
the Association,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sex Pistols,
Ornette Coleman,
Livin' Joy,
Vainqueur,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Iggy Pop,
Adolescents,
Dual Sessions,
The Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
Fela Kuti,
Rotary Connection,
Intrusion,
Slave,
Pere Ubu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Foxx,
Gichy Dan,
The Searchers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scratch Acid,
Roxy Music,
Ronnie Foster,
Porter Ricks,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Terry,
Hardrive,
The Selecter,
Deakin,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.