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 Thailand and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Lower 48 to the electroclash 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 Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet 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 sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anakelly,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Cell,
the Normal,
Marc Almond,
The Pretty Things,
Ice-T,
Boredoms,
Lightning Bolt,
Ken Boothe,
Mandrill,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gladiators,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Can,
Pagans,
DJ Style,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deepchord,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Goldenarms,
Ludus,
Laurel Aitken,
Dark Day,
Circle Jerks,
Oblivians,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Absolute Body Control,
Tears for Fears,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
ABC,
Frankie Knuckles,
Khruangbin,
Loose Ends,
Con Funk Shun,
Magazine,
Sixth Finger,
Sun Ra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Youth Brigade,
Funkadelic,
Bill Wells,
Reuben Wilson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Prunes,
OOIOO,
Pantaleimon,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Flipper,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lakeside,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.