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 Nauru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Deepchord to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
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,
Idris Muhammad,
cv313,
Todd Rundgren,
The Durutti Column,
Crooked Eye,
Radiohead,
Aaron Thompson,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Halsall,
Make Up,
The Victims,
Dark Day,
Moebius,
Infiniti,
Quantec,
Pantaleimon,
June of 44,
The Martian,
Rekid,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minnie Riperton,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Buzzcocks,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Joy Division,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Talk Talk,
Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr,
10cc,
La Düsseldorf,
Public Enemy,
Liliput,
Arcadia,
Bobby Sherman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stetsasonic,
The Barracudas,
Moby Grape,
Judy Mowatt,
Quadrant,
Das Ding,
The Names,
Steve Hackett,
The Vogues,
Sällskapet,
Deepchord,
Eric Dolphy,
Chrome,
Thee Headcoats,
Fear,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.