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 Gabon and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Q and Not U to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
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,
This Heat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stetsasonic,
ABC,
Ultravox,
Barclay James Harvest,
Peter & Gordon,
Youth Brigade,
Skaos,
Quadrant,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Japan,
Siglo XX,
John Lydon,
KRS-One,
Marvin Gaye,
Procol Harum,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
Eric Dolphy,
The Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Tremeloes,
Cymande,
World's Most,
Au Pairs,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Sherman,
CMW,
Porter Ricks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Association,
Qualms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Trojans,
Shoche,
Model 500,
The Slits,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
Prince Buster,
Excepter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
Skriet,
Bang On A Can,
Fela Kuti,
The Gun Club,
The Black Dice,
Q65,
D'Angelo,
Thompson Twins,
Minnie Riperton,
Minor Threat,
The Dead C,
kango's stein massive,
Eli Mardock,
Royal Trux,
Kenny Larkin,
Wings,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.