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 Kazakhstan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Technova 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer 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 guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Essential Logic,
Funky Four + One,
Black Moon,
Moby Grape,
Minutemen,
The Martian,
Lower 48,
Charles Mingus,
Davy DMX,
Zapp,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Erykah Badu,
Deakin,
Trumans Water,
Liliput,
Matthew Halsall,
ABC,
Pagans,
Au Pairs,
T.S.O.L.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
David McCallum,
Monks,
Piero Umiliani,
Wings,
Outsiders,
a-ha,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kayak,
Brass Construction,
B.T. Express,
Isaac Hayes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Man Eating Sloth,
Thompson Twins,
Nik Kershaw,
Spandau Ballet,
Lucky Dragons,
Intrusion,
Aswad,
Groovy Waters,
F. McDonald,
Soul Sonic Force,
T. Rex,
Oblivians,
Michelle Simonal,
Scion,
Eden Ahbez,
Sonic Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Graham Central Station,
Black Pus,
Kas Product,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.