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 Comoros and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Cheater Slicks to the disco 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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
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,
Scratch Acid,
Radio Birdman,
Aswad,
The Index,
Television,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wire,
The Searchers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Toasters,
Con Funk Shun,
La Düsseldorf,
Hot Snakes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
The Skatalites,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Davy DMX,
Joe Finger,
Main Source,
Deepchord,
Yellowson,
Electric Prunes,
KRS-One,
Ponytail,
Silicon Teens,
Crime,
Drexciya,
Little Man,
The Misunderstood,
Slick Rick,
Groovy Waters,
The Motions,
Country Teasers,
The Barracudas,
Heaven 17,
Sam Rivers,
Bob Dylan,
June Days,
Surgeon,
Brothers Johnson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Talk Talk,
John Foxx,
The Slits,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Germs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Johnny Clarke,
Motorama,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
China Crisis,
These Immortal Souls,
Soulsonic Force,
The Golliwogs,
48th St. Collective,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.