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 Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Drive Like Jehu to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Kayak,
Drexciya,
Mars,
Subhumans,
Lower 48,
Fat Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
a-ha,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hoover,
Bob Dylan,
The Mummies,
Aswad,
Shoche,
Funkadelic,
Lindisfarne,
New Age Steppers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Icehouse,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
Dark Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Magazine,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sandy B,
John Holt,
the Fania All-Stars,
LL Cool J,
Intrusion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heaven 17,
Janne Schatter,
Pantytec,
Bluetip,
Cal Tjader,
The Fuzztones,
Little Man,
Crash Course in Science,
The Saints,
Whodini,
Wings,
Mr. Review,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Buckinghams,
Von Mondo,
Todd Terry,
Lou Christie,
Nas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soft Machine,
Grauzone,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter and Kerry,
Delon & Dalcan,
Television,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.