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 Tuvalu and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Zero Boys to the disco 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
Rakim,
Chrome,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Suburban Knight,
Lyres,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
Jandek,
Index,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Malaria!,
The Birthday Party,
Simply Red,
Sandy B,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marmalade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
James White and The Blacks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cheater Slicks,
Erasure,
Robert Hood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bang On A Can,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
Interpol,
Derrick Morgan,
Minny Pops,
Audionom,
Man Parrish,
Godley & Creme,
The New Christs,
FM Einheit,
Chris Corsano,
Mr. Review,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
Matthew Halsall,
Kurtis Blow,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barrington Levy,
Ken Boothe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.