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 Madagascar and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leonard Cohen to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
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,
Joyce Sims,
Nirvana,
Laurel Aitken,
Peter and Kerry,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Almond,
Max Romeo,
the Fania All-Stars,
China Crisis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sonic Youth,
B.T. Express,
Oneida,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scrapy,
Gong,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun City Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Skriet,
Aaron Thompson,
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Mills,
Wolf Eyes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dead Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Michelle Simonal,
Eve St. Jones,
Vladislav Delay,
The Buckinghams,
Quando Quango,
Al Stewart,
E-Dancer,
La Düsseldorf,
Public Enemy,
Skarface,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter & Gordon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Pus,
The Trojans,
Amon Düül II,
L. Decosne,
Nils Olav,
Danielle Patucci,
The Offenders,
The Fugs,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.