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 Jordan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Lydon to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
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,
Lungfish,
Letta Mbulu,
The Happenings,
Technova,
the Normal,
DJ Style,
The Angels of Light,
The Vogues,
The Neon Judgement,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Human League,
The Black Dice,
The Flesh Eaters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABBA,
John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eve St. Jones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Quando Quango,
In Retrospect,
the Sonics,
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Harry Pussy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Red Krayola,
Tubeway Army,
Don Cherry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Gang Starr,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Byrd,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Connie Case,
Charles Mingus,
Glenn Branca,
Dennis Brown,
Ponytail,
Shoche,
Gang Gang Dance,
Arab on Radar,
Dark Day,
Scrapy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skaos,
The Mummies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gladiators,
Sight & Sound,
Ten City,
The Smiths,
Country Teasers,
Al Stewart,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Leaves,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Loose Ends,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.