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 Dominican Republic and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 PIL to the jazz 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes 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 guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Rotary Connection,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Gerry Rafferty,
Franke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Barracudas,
Marcia Griffiths,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Moon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thompson Twins,
The Cure,
Arthur Verocai,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soul Sonic Force,
New York Dolls,
Moss Icon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hasil Adkins,
Janne Schatter,
Rakim,
The Gladiators,
The Stooges,
The Saints,
Jacob Miller,
Easy Going,
Maurizio,
Barbara Tucker,
Wire,
Negative Approach,
Mission of Burma,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Human League,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Holt,
Lou Reed,
Main Source,
Underground Resistance,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
Roxette,
Sugar Minott,
Connie Case,
The Invisible,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
Unwound,
The Young Rascals,
The Move,
The Shadows of Knight,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Byrd,
Grey Daturas,
Marine Girls,
Sun Ra,
DNA,
Nico,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.