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 Ireland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Trojans 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
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,
Stiv Bators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
Q and Not U,
Heaven 17,
Chrome,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
Flamin' Groovies,
Qualms,
Matthew Halsall,
Procol Harum,
One Last Wish,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Monochrome Set,
Boz Scaggs,
Nico,
Mark Hollis,
Freddie Wadling,
John Holt,
Desert Stars,
Suicide,
Sex Pistols,
Ralphi Rosario,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barrington Levy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Grass Roots,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doors,
Deepchord,
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
Man Parrish,
Ludus,
Rotary Connection,
Whodini,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crooked Eye,
Drexciya,
The Smiths,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
LL Cool J,
Joe Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
Graham Central Station,
Magazine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Severed Heads,
Groovy Waters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.