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 Namibia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Bananas 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Easy Going,
Sandy B,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Barracudas,
Josef K,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delta 5,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Kinks,
Hot Snakes,
Roxette,
a-ha,
Eric Dolphy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cal Tjader,
Mad Mike,
The Birthday Party,
New Age Steppers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The American Breed,
Roxy Music,
Thompson Twins,
Lindisfarne,
The United States of America,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Inner City,
June of 44,
Accadde A,
Mary Jane Girls,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs,
Zapp,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cheater Slicks,
JFA,
Hasil Adkins,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gun Club,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camouflage,
Grauzone,
Buzzcocks,
Harmonia,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Whodini,
Charles Mingus,
Jacob Miller,
Wire,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacques Brel,
Leonard Cohen,
Harry Pussy,
the Association,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Suicide,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.