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 Cyprus and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grime 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
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,
Robert Görl,
the Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
Peter & Gordon,
Mars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Toasters,
Todd Rundgren,
Todd Terry,
Tears for Fears,
Ohio Players,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Inner City,
Surgeon,
T.S.O.L.,
Cameo,
Crooked Eye,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
KRS-One,
John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Christie,
The American Breed,
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camberwell Now,
The Blackbyrds,
Tubeway Army,
Black Moon,
10cc,
Ossler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yellowson,
Josef K,
Neil Young,
Radiohead,
Ultravox,
Wally Richardson,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
AZ,
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
the Normal,
Bobby Byrd,
Cheater Slicks,
Scion,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Essential Logic,
This Heat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sparks,
The Pretty Things,
The Residents,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.