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 Senegal and from Edmonton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 A Certain Ratio to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
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,
Arcadia,
Kevin Saunderson,
Glenn Branca,
Rod Modell,
Gang of Four,
Joe Finger,
Khruangbin,
Funky Four + One,
Lyres,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Pus,
John Coltrane,
Joy Division,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pagans,
Aaron Thompson,
Don Cherry,
DJ Style,
Masters at Work,
Donald Byrd,
Camouflage,
Groovy Waters,
Hardrive,
Nick Fraelich,
Reuben Wilson,
Moby Grape,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Dead C,
Scrapy,
Max Romeo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Todd Terry,
The Blues Magoos,
Ponytail,
Radio Birdman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Public Enemy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Half Japanese,
Pussy Galore,
The Monochrome Set,
Negative Approach,
Ludus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Loose Ends,
Bush Tetras,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
The Young Rascals,
Jerry's Kids,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Star Department,
Terry Callier,
Franke,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Zeros,
Blossom Toes,
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You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.