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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Roxy Music to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord 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 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Neu!,
The New Christs,
Gong,
The Divine Comedy,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Yellowson,
Das Ding,
Man Eating Sloth,
Adolescents,
Sister Nancy,
Crash Course in Science,
Lindisfarne,
the Soft Cell,
Fela Kuti,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smiths,
Lucky Dragons,
Thee Headcoats,
a-ha,
Barry Ungar,
John Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Alice Coltrane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Buckinghams,
This Heat,
Kayak,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Enemy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wolf Eyes,
Connie Case,
Glambeats Corp.,
Schoolly D,
Maurizio,
Whodini,
Fluxion,
The Litter,
Excepter,
the Association,
Moby Grape,
Roy Ayers,
Quando Quango,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ken Boothe,
The Real Kids,
Metal Thangz,
The Modern Lovers,
Wasted Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
Tres Demented,
Donny Hathaway,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Tremeloes,
Ituana,
The Fugs,
Hardrive,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.