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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Al Stewart to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and an organ 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 oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Franke,
Gang Starr,
Q and Not U,
Scion,
Anakelly,
ABC,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Lydon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cymande,
Shoche,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bronski Beat,
Sister Nancy,
Steve Hackett,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
Jawbox,
The Cure,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June Days,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brand Nubian,
Half Japanese,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Iggy Pop,
Talk Talk,
Moss Icon,
Chris Corsano,
Arthur Verocai,
Goldenarms,
New Age Steppers,
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
The Motions,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Groovy Waters,
Inner City,
Delta 5,
the Swans,
Mars,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aural Exciters,
the Bar-Kays,
Joe Smooth,
The Durutti Column,
Basic Channel,
Sam Rivers,
The Smoke,
Monolake,
Porter Ricks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
U.S. Maple,
Joe Finger,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.