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 Croatia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Shadows of Knight to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Visage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Bowie,
Loose Ends,
Tears for Fears,
Aloha Tigers,
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
The Dead C,
The Detroit Cobras,
R.M.O.,
Joe Smooth,
Ten City,
Fat Boys,
The Busters,
Warsaw,
Liliput,
Jawbox,
The Gap Band,
Gichy Dan,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-101,
Faust,
Pole,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brand Nubian,
The Gun Club,
Pantytec,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Skatalites,
In Retrospect,
Althea and Donna,
Cal Tjader,
Tom Boy,
CMW,
The Golliwogs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Schoolly D,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
The American Breed,
L. Decosne,
Fugazi,
Lee Hazlewood,
Leonard Cohen,
The Kinks,
Flash Fearless,
New Order,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Darondo,
A Certain Ratio,
U.S. Maple,
Tim Buckley,
James White and The Blacks,
Spandau Ballet,
Chris Corsano,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Soft Cell,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.