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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 Gil Scott Heron to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
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,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nirvana,
Can,
The Toasters,
Absolute Body Control,
The Human League,
Groovy Waters,
Rod Modell,
The Star Department,
Gastr Del Sol,
Infiniti,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Slackers,
The Trojans,
Brass Construction,
Guru Guru,
The Doors,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sparks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Coltrane,
Theoretical Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gun Club,
Traffic Nightmare,
Shuggie Otis,
Warsaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Smog,
Chris Corsano,
Fatback Band,
Inner City,
Camberwell Now,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bang On A Can,
Sun Ra,
The Dirtbombs,
Barclay James Harvest,
X-Ray Spex,
Cybotron,
Fugazi,
The Happenings,
The Standells,
Mandrill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Pus,
Radiohead,
Darondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Depeche Mode,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
the Normal,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gabor Szabo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Busters,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.