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 Uzbekistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Jimmy McGriff to the grime 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
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,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Stooges,
Kerri Chandler,
Max Romeo,
The Buckinghams,
The Neon Judgement,
Monks,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABBA,
Hoover,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare,
Janne Schatter,
The Motions,
Technova,
Stockholm Monsters,
Intrusion,
Pulsallama,
The Cowsills,
Half Japanese,
Marmalade,
Mandrill,
Zapp,
Clear Light,
The Remains,
The Birthday Party,
Depeche Mode,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Near,
Sun Ra,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smiths,
Barbara Tucker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wally Richardson,
Prince Buster,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chris Corsano,
Magma,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arcadia,
Schoolly D,
Cheater Slicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultravox,
The Pretty Things,
Goldenarms,
Big Daddy Kane,
Khruangbin,
Black Sheep,
Yusef Lateef,
JFA,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.