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 Norway and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar 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 clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Minor Threat,
Shuggie Otis,
Fluxion,
Johnny Clarke,
Marmalade,
R.M.O.,
Funky Four + One,
Pagans,
Bush Tetras,
Donald Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Nirvana,
T.S.O.L.,
Man Parrish,
Barbara Tucker,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eddi Front,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boz Scaggs,
The Invisible,
the Sonics,
Half Japanese,
Judy Mowatt,
Soft Machine,
Simply Red,
DNA,
Massinfluence,
The Black Dice,
Vainqueur,
The Divine Comedy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amon Düül,
Kevin Saunderson,
Maleditus Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Association,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Golliwogs,
Moby Grape,
Albert Ayler,
Goldenarms,
Cameo,
Swans,
Soulsonic Force,
Lyres,
Laurel Aitken,
Josef K,
Kerri Chandler,
Lee Hazlewood,
Parry Music,
Little Man,
Gang Starr,
Sällskapet,
The Fuzztones,
Talk Talk,
Malaria!,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.