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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Jimmy McGriff to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Juan Atkins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fat Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Con Funk Shun,
The Dave Clark Five,
Matthew Halsall,
Ice-T,
Skarface,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
Symarip,
Half Japanese,
JFA,
Stetsasonic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hot Snakes,
Simply Red,
Gabor Szabo,
Deepchord,
AZ,
Ultra Naté,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Radio Birdman,
Negative Approach,
Unrelated Segments,
The United States of America,
Wings,
Chris Corsano,
Arcadia,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jimmy McGriff,
The New Christs,
Wasted Youth,
Sugar Minott,
Eve St. Jones,
Average White Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Agitation Free,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Arthur Verocai,
The Velvet Underground,
Spandau Ballet,
Thee Headcoats,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Lydon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul II Soul,
Interpol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q and Not U,
Rapeman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Qualms,
Chrome,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.