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 Australia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Guru Guru to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Arthur Verocai,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Altered Images,
Eric Copeland,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Glenn Branca,
The Mummies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Invisible,
David Axelrod,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Swans,
Jacques Brel,
Liliput,
The Happenings,
Mad Mike,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
Q65,
DJ Sneak,
Stereo Dub,
The Evens,
Aural Exciters,
Whodini,
OOIOO,
Prince Buster,
Royal Trux,
The Zeros,
Soul II Soul,
Quadrant,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lakeside,
The Tremeloes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lower 48,
The Modern Lovers,
Siglo XX,
Roxette,
Das Ding,
H. Thieme,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lalann,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Cowsills,
LL Cool J,
a-ha,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
Deakin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Chris & Cosey,
Sam Rivers,
EPMD,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pere Ubu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.