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 Guyana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 Kaleidoscope to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin 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 organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Gang Starr,
Oneida,
Leonard Cohen,
Deadbeat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun Ra,
Black Bananas,
Easy Going,
FM Einheit,
the Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Lightning Bolt,
Josef K,
Japan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Supertramp,
The Walker Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
The Cramps,
The Doobie Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
DNA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
Unwound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cymande,
Erasure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Zapp,
The Martian,
Model 500,
The Techniques,
The Blues Magoos,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker,
Joensuu 1685,
Unrelated Segments,
Au Pairs,
Shuggie Otis,
The Young Rascals,
The Angels of Light,
Y Pants,
Quadrant,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eve St. Jones,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Byrd,
Bootsy Collins,
Make Up,
Theoretical Girls,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.