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 Comoros and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Maurizio to the techno 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Visage,
Derrick Morgan,
Grey Daturas,
The Victims,
Eddi Front,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Halsall,
The Remains,
Organ,
Radiohead,
Bill Near,
The Monks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris Corsano,
48th St. Collective,
Wasted Youth,
Alton Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moss Icon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
B.T. Express,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Buckinghams,
James White and The Blacks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tres Demented,
Mad Mike,
Roger Hodgson,
Eurythmics,
Joensuu 1685,
Echospace,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter & Gordon,
Barry Ungar,
the Slits,
Toni Rubio,
Oblivians,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wings,
Con Funk Shun,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Misunderstood,
Boredoms,
Byron Stingily,
Glenn Branca,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu,
Funky Four + One,
Crispy Ambulance,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.