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 Malawi and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lee Hazlewood to the grime 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
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,
Graham Central Station,
Groovy Waters,
Lindisfarne,
Soul II Soul,
Yellowson,
cv313,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ultimate Spinach,
Magazine,
Gang of Four,
Yaz,
Blossom Toes,
Sugar Minott,
Technova,
Newcleus,
Cameo,
Marvin Gaye,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masters at Work,
Alphaville,
Faraquet,
Dawn Penn,
Hasil Adkins,
Albert Ayler,
CMW,
Andrew Hill,
Das Ding,
The Tremeloes,
Crime,
Bobby Byrd,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Five Americans,
Henry Cow,
The Remains,
Bill Near,
Joe Finger,
The Pretty Things,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cure,
Flipper,
The Raincoats,
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yazoo,
Oneida,
The Moleskins,
The Evens,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Colin Newman,
Slave,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pagans,
Fugazi,
Idris Muhammad,
Matthew Bourne,
Bush Tetras,
PIL,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.