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 Dominica and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Masters at Work to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar 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 clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Organ,
Grauzone,
The Martian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Duran Duran,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pere Ubu,
Simply Red,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Saints,
Black Pus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Niagra,
Lalo Schifrin,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smoke,
The Velvet Underground,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gabor Szabo,
Vainqueur,
The Blackbyrds,
Hashim,
The Seeds,
a-ha,
Radiohead,
Marc Almond,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funkadelic,
The Blues Magoos,
The Barracudas,
the Normal,
The J.B.'s,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Piero Umiliani,
Bronski Beat,
Schoolly D,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Moleskins,
Black Bananas,
Hardrive,
Sun Ra,
Sound Behaviour,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wings,
China Crisis,
Idris Muhammad,
Jandek,
Byron Stingily,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Saccharine Trust,
MC5,
Section 25,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare,
Quantec,
Robert Wyatt,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Fraelich,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.