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 Lesotho and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cecil Taylor,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Sherman,
Quantec,
Oblivians,
Kerri Chandler,
Wally Richardson,
Slave,
the Association,
Piero Umiliani,
Pole,
Derrick May,
Franke,
Smog,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Selecter,
Wire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Görl,
Desert Stars,
Black Sheep,
R.M.O.,
Pulsallama,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Von Mondo,
Chris & Cosey,
Monks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Visage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Black Dice,
Average White Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Heaven 17,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
The Zeros,
Loose Ends,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tom Boy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dave Gahan,
Deadbeat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joe Smooth,
The J.B.'s,
Tres Demented,
A Certain Ratio,
The Index,
Don Cherry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
MC5,
The Last Poets,
UT,
Hot Snakes,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.