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 Suriname and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Smiths to the disco 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Fluxion,
Freddie Wadling,
The Evens,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Kinks,
Mo-Dettes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Blake Baxter,
Vainqueur,
Max Romeo,
Prince Buster,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moby Grape,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boredoms,
Radio Birdman,
D'Angelo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Circle Jerks,
Joensuu 1685,
Marine Girls,
Soft Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scott Walker,
UT,
Bush Tetras,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Blackbyrds,
Joe Smooth,
Camberwell Now,
Aloha Tigers,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Los Fastidios,
Rites of Spring,
Yellowson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Darondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tom Boy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New York Dolls,
the Swans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minutemen,
Main Source,
The Trojans,
Black Pus,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.