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 Costa Rica and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Radiohead to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet 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 a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nils Olav,
Lungfish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chrome,
Blossom Toes,
Mantronix,
Model 500,
Spoonie Gee,
Sound Behaviour,
FM Einheit,
Crooked Eye,
the Swans,
Inner City,
James White and The Blacks,
David Axelrod,
One Last Wish,
The Cowsills,
Cluster,
cv313,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Christie,
Anthony Braxton,
Eric Copeland,
Henry Cow,
Iggy Pop,
Moss Icon,
Toni Rubio,
Outsiders,
Black Sheep,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sugar Minott,
X-101,
Spandau Ballet,
Panda Bear,
The Selecter,
The Trojans,
Eden Ahbez,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bootsy Collins,
Alison Limerick,
Minutemen,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Das Ding,
The Birthday Party,
Duran Duran,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stereo Dub,
Cheater Slicks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fortunes,
Angry Samoans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soulsonic Force,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.