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 Chad and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar 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 Eurythmics to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
the Slits,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wally Richardson,
New Order,
The Angels of Light,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siglo XX,
Ice-T,
Stetsasonic,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
Public Enemy,
Cluster,
Peter and Kerry,
Mission of Burma,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Flash Fearless,
Urselle,
The American Breed,
Soulsonic Force,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
Sam Rivers,
Dennis Brown,
Bush Tetras,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
Alice Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funky Four + One,
The Durutti Column,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxette,
Letta Mbulu,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deakin,
Erasure,
The Trojans,
Ohio Players,
Tomorrow,
Black Sheep,
John Foxx,
Sound Behaviour,
T.S.O.L.,
The Selecter,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Görl,
Grauzone,
Magazine,
Donald Byrd,
Gabor Szabo,
Tres Demented,
Goldenarms,
Basic Channel,
Erykah Badu,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.