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 Russia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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,
T. Rex,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pylon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Anakelly,
Quadrant,
Sixth Finger,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
Young Marble Giants,
Zero Boys,
Tom Boy,
Procol Harum,
DNA,
Mo-Dettes,
Soft Cell,
Harry Pussy,
E-Dancer,
Pet Shop Boys,
Simply Red,
Q65,
the Association,
Section 25,
Heaven 17,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Derrick Morgan,
The Residents,
Brand Nubian,
Pierre Henry,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Bourne,
Lower 48,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy Collins,
Excepter,
John Foxx,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Skatalites,
Ice-T,
Tomorrow,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scan 7,
Duran Duran,
Underground Resistance,
L. Decosne,
Radio Birdman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brick,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nirvana,
Oneida,
Second Layer,
Josef K,
World's Most,
Toni Rubio,
Lalann,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.