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 Gambia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the grime 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Qualms,
Ossler,
Brand Nubian,
Visage,
Stiv Bators,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deakin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Metal Thangz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Carl Craig,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jandek,
Anakelly,
Franke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
The Real Kids,
Amon Düül,
Kurtis Blow,
Essential Logic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun City Girls,
Sun Ra,
John Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Underground Resistance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Theoretical Girls,
Bad Manners,
Maurizio,
Youth Brigade,
Rufus Thomas,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Human League,
Freddie Wadling,
The Angels of Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Erasure,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minnie Riperton,
The Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zapp,
Gabor Szabo,
Ponytail,
Josef K,
The Neon Judgement,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doors,
Sällskapet,
The Remains,
Y Pants,
Infiniti,
The Gun Club,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.