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 Zambia and from London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Mandrill to the crunk 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
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,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arab on Radar,
Lower 48,
Derrick May,
T. Rex,
Kas Product,
Sonny Sharrock,
Donny Hathaway,
Cal Tjader,
Boogie Down Productions,
Magazine,
The Index,
Icehouse,
Gang Green,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Bananas,
Swell Maps,
Crime,
Interpol,
Junior Murvin,
MDC,
Magma,
The Motions,
Slick Rick,
Camberwell Now,
The Cure,
Faraquet,
Motorama,
Harry Pussy,
The Victims,
Sun City Girls,
The Associates,
The Offenders,
Quando Quango,
Johnny Osbourne,
Royal Trux,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Walker Brothers,
Yellowson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joe Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erasure,
Maleditus Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eden Ahbez,
The Count Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
Charles Mingus,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.