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 Romania and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar 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 Hardrive to the funk 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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin 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 theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Andrew Hill,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Angels of Light,
The Blues Magoos,
Suicide,
Oneida,
Desert Stars,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
Motorama,
Smog,
Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Rufus Thomas,
Aswad,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
The Dead C,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
Brand Nubian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Josef K,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quantec,
Audionom,
John Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Electric Prunes,
Carl Craig,
Absolute Body Control,
Animal Collective,
X-101,
David McCallum,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ludus,
The Victims,
Liliput,
Marcia Griffiths,
New York Dolls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Monks,
Sonic Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
Lucky Dragons,
Grey Daturas,
Wally Richardson,
Alison Limerick,
Harmonia,
The Busters,
Negative Approach,
The Stooges,
Yaz,
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.