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 Malta and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Newcleus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a marimba and a spring reverb 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 güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Judy Mowatt,
Juan Atkins,
Stiv Bators,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Association,
Ice-T,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
The Moody Blues,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
Easy Going,
Erasure,
Soft Machine,
Half Japanese,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cal Tjader,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Loose Ends,
Guru Guru,
Oneida,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Starr,
World's Most,
Robert Görl,
The Move,
Grauzone,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fad Gadget,
Boredoms,
Ornette Coleman,
Can,
Metal Thangz,
Moss Icon,
The Gladiators,
Donny Hathaway,
Sound Behaviour,
Cecil Taylor,
Symarip,
The Moleskins,
Sister Nancy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joe Smooth,
Joyce Sims,
China Crisis,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Pus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Main Source,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mojo Men,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.