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 Latvia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Lyres to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
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,
Lakeside,
Joy Division,
Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Wyatt,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MC5,
Man Parrish,
Skaos,
Aswad,
The Knickerbockers,
Cameo,
The Sound,
Talk Talk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quando Quango,
Tommy Roe,
Skarface,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Roger Hodgson,
The Moody Blues,
The Fall,
Sparks,
The Gladiators,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gabor Szabo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Japan,
the Association,
The Seeds,
MDC,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Los Fastidios,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
La Düsseldorf,
Letta Mbulu,
Albert Ayler,
Grey Daturas,
The Residents,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
Wire,
Brand Nubian,
Harry Pussy,
Supertramp,
Toni Rubio,
Urselle,
Terry Callier,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.