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 Libya and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Idris Muhammad to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Darondo,
Moby Grape,
Michelle Simonal,
Animal Collective,
Dead Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Underground Resistance,
UT,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gap Band,
Easy Going,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pole,
Jandek,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Trumans Water,
Minutemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bluetip,
Donald Byrd,
Skriet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Moss Icon,
John Coltrane,
The Fuzztones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marmalade,
Sister Nancy,
Zero Boys,
One Last Wish,
Porter Ricks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Zeros,
Alton Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eric Copeland,
Freddie Wadling,
Motorama,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Junior Murvin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roger Hodgson,
Crooked Eye,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Basic Channel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Steve Hackett,
Mr. Review,
Heaven 17,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.