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 Georgia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monolake to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Ohio Players,
The Young Rascals,
Leonard Cohen,
The Searchers,
Hashim,
Scott Walker,
The Kinks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fugazi,
Siglo XX,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sparks,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Associates,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
EPMD,
Sun Ra,
Davy DMX,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brothers Johnson,
Cameo,
The Pop Group,
K-Klass,
The Standells,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moby Grape,
Can,
Parry Music,
Faust,
Lindisfarne,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Walker Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brand Nubian,
Vladislav Delay,
Bad Manners,
Sly & The Family Stone,
F. McDonald,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Audionom,
Fatback Band,
The Golliwogs,
Roxy Music,
Arthur Verocai,
Minutemen,
Inner City,
Shuggie Otis,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
MC5,
New Age Steppers,
Laurel Aitken,
Suicide,
Terrestrial Tones,
Altered Images,
Cluster,
Pylon,
Neil Young,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.