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 Bhutan and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 the Fania All-Stars 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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
Hot Snakes,
Arab on Radar,
the Sonics,
Infiniti,
John Foxx,
Zapp,
Prince Buster,
Girls At Our Best!,
Funkadelic,
Cal Tjader,
Thompson Twins,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Funky Four + One,
Kerrie Biddell,
T.S.O.L.,
Porter Ricks,
Negative Approach,
Howard Jones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flash Fearless,
The Seeds,
Scratch Acid,
Aaron Thompson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Henry Cow,
David Axelrod,
Minutemen,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sun City Girls,
June Days,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
H. Thieme,
The Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Inner City,
MDC,
Donny Hathaway,
the Human League,
The Red Krayola,
The Selecter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
U.S. Maple,
Scientists,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lalann,
Idris Muhammad,
Moebius,
Soft Machine,
Surgeon,
Leonard Cohen,
Quando Quango,
China Crisis,
The Alarm Clocks,
AZ,
Reuben Wilson,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.