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 Italy and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the disco 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
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,
Basic Channel,
Mandrill,
E-Dancer,
cv313,
Alison Limerick,
Janne Schatter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Shoche,
Khruangbin,
Bootsy Collins,
Lyres,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cal Tjader,
China Crisis,
John Foxx,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bronski Beat,
Animal Collective,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tim Buckley,
LL Cool J,
Harmonia,
Bob Dylan,
Agitation Free,
Thompson Twins,
Crash Course in Science,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Happenings,
These Immortal Souls,
Pere Ubu,
Ronnie Foster,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick May,
the Germs,
The Gladiators,
Mantronix,
Connie Case,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kas Product,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scrapy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare,
the Swans,
Mark Hollis,
Sixth Finger,
Sparks,
The Velvet Underground,
Letta Mbulu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slick Rick,
Cameo,
The Blues Magoos,
Jerry's Kids,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Curtis Mayfield,
Deepchord,
Toni Rubio,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.