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 Antigua and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gerry Rafferty to the electroclash 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
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,
the Sonics,
Graham Central Station,
Soul Sonic Force,
Glenn Branca,
Ludus,
Pantytec,
Make Up,
The Motions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
OOIOO,
The Techniques,
Mo-Dettes,
Schoolly D,
The Dirtbombs,
Pagans,
Fugazi,
Jimmy McGriff,
Carl Craig,
Delta 5,
Barry Ungar,
Anthony Braxton,
The American Breed,
Television Personalities,
Kas Product,
The Selecter,
Yusef Lateef,
Marshall Jefferson,
Desert Stars,
Mad Mike,
The Grass Roots,
Skarface,
Al Stewart,
Soft Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare,
Maurizio,
Surgeon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
The Leaves,
Tim Buckley,
James White and The Blacks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Crooked Eye,
Japan,
Sonic Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alphaville,
The Five Americans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David Axelrod,
The Pop Group,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Enemy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Freddie Wadling,
The Real Kids,
Todd Terry,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.