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 United Kingdom and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Simply Red to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
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 Slits,
Oblivians,
Loose Ends,
The Human League,
Khruangbin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fluxion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eddi Front,
Simply Red,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aswad,
Moebius,
Bobby Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
Sam Rivers,
JFA,
Gang of Four,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young,
the Germs,
Faust,
Talk Talk,
LL Cool J,
Motorama,
The Doors,
John Holt,
Pantytec,
Derrick May,
Aural Exciters,
The Young Rascals,
The Gap Band,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sight & Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bad Manners,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
David Axelrod,
Scion,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharoah Sanders,
Goldenarms,
Brothers Johnson,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soft Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quantec,
The Black Dice,
Pantaleimon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Christie,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.