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 Malawi and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gun Club to the rap 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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
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,
Unwound,
Gichy Dan,
Harmonia,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gladiators,
Roxette,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Raincoats,
Kas Product,
Silicon Teens,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sex Pistols,
Ludus,
Eden Ahbez,
Jimmy McGriff,
K-Klass,
Moby Grape,
Byron Stingily,
Alison Limerick,
Icehouse,
Unrelated Segments,
The Smiths,
Gang Starr,
Schoolly D,
Joey Negro,
The Fugs,
Reuben Wilson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brothers Johnson,
Bob Dylan,
Thee Headcoats,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Slits,
Quadrant,
Jacques Brel,
The Cowsills,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Christie,
Kerri Chandler,
Brass Construction,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dirtbombs,
Erasure,
China Crisis,
Neil Young,
Q and Not U,
the Soft Cell,
Hardrive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Isaac Hayes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Visage,
Max Romeo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fad Gadget,
The Blackbyrds,
U.S. Maple,
Yellowson,
Robert Hood,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.