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 Sri Lanka and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Yaz to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
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,
Gabor Szabo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tears for Fears,
CMW,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ice-T,
Mo-Dettes,
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
The Offenders,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Velvet Underground,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
Ludus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Happenings,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Lydon,
Agitation Free,
Bill Wells,
Lucky Dragons,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crash Course in Science,
Eve St. Jones,
The Grass Roots,
The Skatalites,
Todd Terry,
Rekid,
Lalann,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rotary Connection,
Darondo,
The Doors,
The Gap Band,
Minutemen,
Peter and Kerry,
The Human League,
Althea and Donna,
Camouflage,
Supertramp,
Pagans,
MC5,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
A Certain Ratio,
Duran Duran,
OOIOO,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Busters,
Aswad,
Goldenarms,
Warsaw,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Glambeats Corp.,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.