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 Bhutan and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Arcadia to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 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?
Jimmy McGriff,
Blossom Toes,
Sun City Girls,
Donald Byrd,
Magazine,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers,
Ultra Naté,
Talk Talk,
Soulsonic Force,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Average White Band,
Maurizio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vainqueur,
Hashim,
Josef K,
R.M.O.,
Unwound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Skatalites,
Jawbox,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Toni Rubio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronnie Foster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Mills,
Stereo Dub,
Motorama,
Ten City,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
Crime,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Whodini,
Lyres,
Tim Buckley,
Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ohio Players,
Scion,
Godley & Creme,
Moby Grape,
Zapp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
The Neon Judgement,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
K-Klass,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
China Crisis,
Brass Construction,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.