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 Dominica and from Taipei.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Eric Dolphy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Sun Ra,
June Days,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scan 7,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sex Pistols,
Fear,
Eden Ahbez,
Loose Ends,
Gong,
Minor Threat,
Eli Mardock,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slits,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül,
Robert Görl,
Crooked Eye,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Buckinghams,
Carl Craig,
Popol Vuh,
Aural Exciters,
Inner City,
Andrew Hill,
Sparks,
Rufus Thomas,
Motorama,
Supertramp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
R.M.O.,
Ice-T,
Lakeside,
Black Bananas,
Magazine,
The Last Poets,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moby Grape,
Charles Mingus,
DJ Sneak,
Aswad,
Tres Demented,
the Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Das Ding,
Ultra Naté,
Deadbeat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scientists,
Fugazi,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stetsasonic,
The Sonics,
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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.