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 Liechtenstein and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Deakin to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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,
Black Sheep,
Colin Newman,
Schoolly D,
Eddi Front,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Zero Boys,
Scion,
The Busters,
DJ Style,
T.S.O.L.,
Moebius,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gap Band,
Dead Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erasure,
Swell Maps,
Chris Corsano,
Marvin Gaye,
The Durutti Column,
Deadbeat,
Jawbox,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joensuu 1685,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
X-Ray Spex,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
The Fall,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stockholm Monsters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantytec,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
The Star Department,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Womack,
the Normal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Clarke,
Grauzone,
Janne Schatter,
The Black Dice,
AZ,
E-Dancer,
Agent Orange,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marc Almond,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sällskapet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.