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 Maldives and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 UT to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Agitation Free,
Agent Orange,
Alice Coltrane,
Motorama,
Lebanon Hanover,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Babytalk,
Lower 48,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funky Four + One,
Crime,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The United States of America,
Soul Sonic Force,
Chris Corsano,
Desert Stars,
Todd Terry,
Robert Hood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oneida,
Section 25,
Ultra Naté,
The Zeros,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Moody Blues,
Ronnie Foster,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dirtbombs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gladiators,
Urselle,
Flipper,
Alton Ellis,
David Axelrod,
Prince Buster,
The Cowsills,
Moss Icon,
The Monochrome Set,
Yazoo,
Livin' Joy,
kango's stein massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Slave,
The Knickerbockers,
Newcleus,
The Vogues,
Intrusion,
Clear Light,
Joe Smooth,
B.T. Express,
Excepter,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Starr,
Bob Dylan,
Khruangbin,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.