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 Burkina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 Glasgow and Stockholm.
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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet 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 48th St. Collective to the funk 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro 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 chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Can,
Peter & Gordon,
Ohio Players,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Order,
Gerry Rafferty,
Talk Talk,
The Evens,
Drive Like Jehu,
H. Thieme,
Average White Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Bob Dylan,
Lungfish,
Newcleus,
The Move,
Chrome,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marine Girls,
Desert Stars,
Brick,
Letta Mbulu,
This Heat,
Maurizio,
Circle Jerks,
Magazine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Last Poets,
Absolute Body Control,
Heaven 17,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bauhaus,
Fatback Band,
The Barracudas,
New Age Steppers,
Piero Umiliani,
Eli Mardock,
Sandy B,
the Human League,
Country Teasers,
Goldenarms,
T. Rex,
CMW,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Young Marble Giants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Janne Schatter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Silicon Teens,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marvin Gaye,
LL Cool J,
Ronnie Foster,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Icehouse,
Massinfluence,
Black Moon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.