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 Philippines and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 These Immortal Souls to the grunge 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 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 güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Nirvana,
Matthew Halsall,
CMW,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Icehouse,
Boredoms,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Smog,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pole,
Janne Schatter,
FM Einheit,
UT,
Porter Ricks,
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bronski Beat,
Johnny Clarke,
Public Enemy,
Adolescents,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang of Four,
Qualms,
The Velvet Underground,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Coltrane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sight & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter & Gordon,
The Barracudas,
Jeff Mills,
Dual Sessions,
Amazonics,
Ornette Coleman,
Von Mondo,
Judy Mowatt,
Reuben Wilson,
Das Ding,
Boz Scaggs,
Silicon Teens,
PIL,
Desert Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
Wally Richardson,
Blossom Toes,
The Knickerbockers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
Yusef Lateef,
Matthew Bourne,
Sonic Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Schoolly D,
Livin' Joy,
Harry Pussy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fad Gadget,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.