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 France and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Banda Bassotti,
Letta Mbulu,
Popol Vuh,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maurizio,
Minnie Riperton,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pagans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Intrusion,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
Spoonie Gee,
Fad Gadget,
Television,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lalo Schifrin,
Davy DMX,
Pantytec,
Moebius,
These Immortal Souls,
Masters at Work,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Red Krayola,
The Misunderstood,
The Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
A Certain Ratio,
EPMD,
Moss Icon,
The Real Kids,
Tommy Roe,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minor Threat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
David Axelrod,
The Associates,
Bill Wells,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
Kas Product,
Young Marble Giants,
Hardrive,
Mad Mike,
Metal Thangz,
Ken Boothe,
Wolf Eyes,
Eurythmics,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Victims,
Hoover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.