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 Slovakia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stockholm Monsters to the dance 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
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,
Monolake,
The Dirtbombs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
Lebanon Hanover,
cv313,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Audionom,
Smog,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Thompson Twins,
Josef K,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Niagra,
Swell Maps,
The Evens,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers,
a-ha,
The Durutti Column,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
June Days,
Pantytec,
Pantaleimon,
Eric B and Rakim,
PIL,
Crime,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang of Four,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Angry Samoans,
Mars,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fuzztones,
Agent Orange,
Outsiders,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Finger,
UT,
Ituana,
Joensuu 1685,
Second Layer,
Con Funk Shun,
Wolf Eyes,
Kenny Larkin,
Lakeside,
Gabor Szabo,
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet,
The Offenders,
The Trojans,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.