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 Tunisia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ultra Naté to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Sarah Menescal,
Aswad,
Dennis Brown,
E-Dancer,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quantec,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pagans,
Sight & Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Delta 5,
The Invisible,
Model 500,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun Ra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Clear Light,
Vladislav Delay,
Marvin Gaye,
Drexciya,
The Toasters,
The Zeros,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liliput,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Arcadia,
Godley & Creme,
Funky Four + One,
June of 44,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Audionom,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantytec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Style,
Hot Snakes,
Nico,
Youth Brigade,
Schoolly D,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Coltrane,
The Pop Group,
the Association,
CMW,
Intrusion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Erasure,
X-101,
Tomorrow,
Derrick Morgan,
Danielle Patucci,
Faust,
Ice-T,
The Slits,
Carl Craig,
Crooked Eye,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.