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 Turkmenistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Banda Bassotti to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Blackbyrds,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Swans,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mantronix,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed,
Judy Mowatt,
Piero Umiliani,
Cluster,
The Count Five,
Kerri Chandler,
The Martian,
Groovy Waters,
Patti Smith,
Joyce Sims,
Stereo Dub,
The Gladiators,
Scion,
Kenny Larkin,
CMW,
Oblivians,
Black Bananas,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Ponytail,
Mars,
Joey Negro,
Metal Thangz,
Lalann,
Ken Boothe,
Sparks,
The Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gap Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
ABC,
The Music Machine,
Ice-T,
Roxy Music,
Skriet,
Black Pus,
John Foxx,
The Slits,
Ultimate Spinach,
LL Cool J,
Quadrant,
Tommy Roe,
Public Enemy,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lyres,
Chrome,
Excepter,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.