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 Australia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mars 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 mellotron and a harpsichord 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 linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Count Five,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slits,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neil Young,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
F. McDonald,
Matthew Halsall,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Copeland,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brand Nubian,
Underground Resistance,
The Walker Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
Scott Walker,
Wire,
China Crisis,
Make Up,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moleskins,
Tommy Roe,
The Techniques,
cv313,
Ronnie Foster,
Infiniti,
Television,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Von Mondo,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
Lakeside,
Sam Rivers,
The Evens,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Intrusion,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
James White and The Blacks,
Zapp,
Moss Icon,
Lindisfarne,
Letta Mbulu,
Rotary Connection,
Altered Images,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Half Japanese,
Arcadia,
Pole,
Excepter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Johnny Clarke,
Eli Mardock,
Pussy Galore,
The Knickerbockers,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.