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 Nauru and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Procol Harum to the jazz 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
The Moody Blues,
Von Mondo,
Saccharine Trust,
Harmonia,
The Modern Lovers,
Country Teasers,
Altered Images,
Vainqueur,
Amazonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mr. Review,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cure,
Black Bananas,
Sonic Youth,
Magazine,
The Gories,
Andrew Hill,
Desert Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bauhaus,
Maurizio,
Guru Guru,
Whodini,
The Motions,
Arcadia,
Ronnie Foster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
David McCallum,
The Count Five,
Q and Not U,
Clear Light,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radiohead,
The Martian,
The Remains,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
Black Moon,
Donald Byrd,
Cluster,
Roxette,
The Knickerbockers,
Model 500,
The Cramps,
The Durutti Column,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slick Rick,
Deadbeat,
Sarah Menescal,
Jandek,
Section 25,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.