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 Chile and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Metal Thangz,
Robert Hood,
Man Parrish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barrington Levy,
The Human League,
Scrapy,
Dawn Penn,
The Slackers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Supertramp,
Rapeman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kurtis Blow,
The Monks,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anthony Braxton,
Slick Rick,
Underground Resistance,
Eric Dolphy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smoke,
Clear Light,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sällskapet,
Sound Behaviour,
Harry Pussy,
Japan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grauzone,
Schoolly D,
U.S. Maple,
Gang of Four,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed,
Patti Smith,
John Lydon,
Tubeway Army,
Magma,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gladiators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siglo XX,
Pylon,
Lakeside,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lindisfarne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Y Pants,
Jerry's Kids,
This Heat,
Roger Hodgson,
Icehouse,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dark Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fortunes,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.