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 Togo and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Prince Buster to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a snare 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 organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Alphaville,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Godley & Creme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
CMW,
New Age Steppers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Techniques,
DJ Sneak,
The Dead C,
The Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
10cc,
Half Japanese,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
MDC,
Goldenarms,
Oneida,
Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
Jandek,
Clear Light,
Marine Girls,
The Litter,
DJ Style,
John Coltrane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delta 5,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ossler,
Thompson Twins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kaleidoscope,
The Knickerbockers,
UT,
Inner City,
Scan 7,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blancmange,
The Monks,
Television,
Japan,
Liliput,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Siglo XX,
Graham Central Station,
Interpol,
Visage,
Harpers Bizarre,
Danielle Patucci,
Lindisfarne,
the Slits,
Dennis Brown,
Organ,
the Normal,
Cluster,
The Electric Prunes,
The Wake,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.