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 Suriname and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the marimba 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 Drive Like Jehu to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk 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?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moby Grape,
New York Dolls,
Todd Rundgren,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ronan,
Connie Case,
Sister Nancy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rekid,
Scion,
John Lydon,
Mission of Burma,
Saccharine Trust,
Johnny Clarke,
Skriet,
The Standells,
Lungfish,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Groovy Waters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Guru Guru,
Boz Scaggs,
Royal Trux,
Alice Coltrane,
Tim Buckley,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cameo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Al Stewart,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Silicon Teens,
Thee Headcoats,
Deepchord,
Fear,
Gichy Dan,
The Selecter,
The Walker Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Inner City,
Wings,
The Monks,
Arcadia,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
Josef K,
Simply Red,
The Angels of Light,
Urselle,
Lou Christie,
Bluetip,
Echospace,
Jimmy McGriff,
One Last Wish,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.