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 Singapore and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jeff Lynne to the dance 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
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,
Technova,
Silicon Teens,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Von Mondo,
Janne Schatter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marmalade,
Nils Olav,
Make Up,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Techniques,
Outsiders,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Smooth,
DJ Style,
Hardrive,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Boredoms,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantaleimon,
Sällskapet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ten City,
Slick Rick,
Henry Cow,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
The Angels of Light,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Toasters,
These Immortal Souls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cybotron,
The Buckinghams,
World's Most,
Max Romeo,
The Vogues,
The Smiths,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Last Poets,
Duran Duran,
The Cowsills,
The Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Malaria!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
The Monochrome Set,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Icehouse,
Alton Ellis,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.