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 Slovenia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Unrelated Segments to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
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,
Tres Demented,
In Retrospect,
Intrusion,
the Sonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rites of Spring,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Surgeon,
Nick Fraelich,
Graham Central Station,
Marmalade,
the Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sight & Sound,
10cc,
The Five Americans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
Pole,
Lower 48,
Lungfish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Spoonie Gee,
The Count Five,
Section 25,
Josef K,
David Axelrod,
Amazonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Make Up,
Sexual Harrassment,
Curtis Mayfield,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Matthew Halsall,
Rekid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
The Gories,
Pulsallama,
Black Sheep,
Lakeside,
Spandau Ballet,
Desert Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deepchord,
Harmonia,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
Brass Construction,
Main Source,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warsaw,
The Dead C,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Swell Maps,
The Names,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.