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 Cambodia and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Move to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Walker Brothers,
Moebius,
Soft Machine,
The Doors,
Pierre Henry,
Trumans Water,
The Smiths,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Halsall,
The Vogues,
Soulsonic Force,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eli Mardock,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Carl Craig,
Fugazi,
Skarface,
Bobby Sherman,
New Age Steppers,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
Flash Fearless,
John Cale,
Average White Band,
Tommy Roe,
Section 25,
Pagans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David Axelrod,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
Bill Near,
Bronski Beat,
Slave,
Skaos,
The Knickerbockers,
Absolute Body Control,
Archie Shepp,
Dark Day,
The Count Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Durutti Column,
Jacob Miller,
Japan,
Henry Cow,
John Foxx,
Joy Division,
Prince Buster,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Fania All-Stars,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.