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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Circle Jerks 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
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,
Laurel Aitken,
The Stooges,
Delta 5,
The Five Americans,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
Michelle Simonal,
Masters at Work,
H. Thieme,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Walker Brothers,
Howard Jones,
Newcleus,
Eve St. Jones,
Ludus,
Sight & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Sixth Finger,
The Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Main Source,
the Human League,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Christie,
Loose Ends,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blancmange,
Massinfluence,
Glambeats Corp.,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stiv Bators,
Porter Ricks,
Rotary Connection,
Bootsy Collins,
The Wake,
E-Dancer,
kango's stein massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mandrill,
Interpol,
Depeche Mode,
X-102,
Hardrive,
Joe Smooth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Youth Brigade,
Bill Wells,
Lungfish,
Guru Guru,
Johnny Osbourne,
Warren Ellis,
The Music Machine,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.