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 St Lucia and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the grime 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Surgeon,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Negative Approach,
Fugazi,
Aaron Thompson,
Charles Mingus,
Max Romeo,
The New Christs,
Faraquet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ponytail,
Tropical Tobacco,
Prince Buster,
Funky Four + One,
Harry Pussy,
the Germs,
Skriet,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
OOIOO,
PIL,
X-102,
Au Pairs,
Minor Threat,
Marc Almond,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Isaac Hayes,
Warsaw,
The Skatalites,
Shoche,
Joe Smooth,
Guru Guru,
The Motions,
The Count Five,
Alphaville,
Bill Wells,
Swell Maps,
Lucky Dragons,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Leaves,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camberwell Now,
Minnie Riperton,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultimate Spinach,
Audionom,
Rekid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
The Mummies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.