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 Antigua and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Accadde A to the grime 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
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,
Quando Quango,
Donny Hathaway,
Gabor Szabo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiohead,
the Slits,
Make Up,
Rakim,
Babytalk,
MC5,
Hardrive,
Tom Boy,
Moss Icon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sister Nancy,
Dual Sessions,
Drexciya,
Anthony Braxton,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tres Demented,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wasted Youth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pharoah Sanders,
Davy DMX,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Sherman,
The Divine Comedy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Procol Harum,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Henry Cow,
Ten City,
Mr. Review,
Sugar Minott,
A Certain Ratio,
Don Cherry,
Rotary Connection,
10cc,
Darondo,
the Human League,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cheater Slicks,
The Busters,
The Red Krayola,
Sun Ra,
Youth Brigade,
KRS-One,
Erykah Badu,
Erasure,
Terry Callier,
Eric B and Rakim,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABC,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.