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 Algeria and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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-ha to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
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,
Con Funk Shun,
Blancmange,
Joy Division,
Alphaville,
Laurel Aitken,
Janne Schatter,
Urselle,
Fear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Style,
E-Dancer,
The Techniques,
Panda Bear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yazoo,
Flipper,
Bad Manners,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nick Fraelich,
Television Personalities,
Lee Hazlewood,
Traffic Nightmare,
MC5,
Eric Copeland,
Drexciya,
Neil Young,
Metal Thangz,
Black Flag,
Soft Cell,
The Stooges,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stereo Dub,
Massinfluence,
Pylon,
Quantec,
Lalo Schifrin,
EPMD,
Arab on Radar,
Funkadelic,
Sex Pistols,
Severed Heads,
Magma,
The Last Poets,
The Residents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agent Orange,
Sam Rivers,
Joyce Sims,
The Grass Roots,
Rotary Connection,
the Fania All-Stars,
F. McDonald,
Blossom Toes,
48th St. Collective,
Eric B and Rakim,
Little Man,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Lungfish,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.