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 China and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Charles Mingus to the punk 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
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,
The Gladiators,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Enemy,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Smooth,
The Gap Band,
Dave Gahan,
Ituana,
Talk Talk,
Desert Stars,
Camberwell Now,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Goldenarms,
Donald Byrd,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
DJ Sneak,
The Evens,
Parry Music,
The Martian,
Country Teasers,
The Golliwogs,
Zero Boys,
Magazine,
Boz Scaggs,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Darondo,
Tres Demented,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Theoretical Girls,
Scrapy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Walker Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Vainqueur,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doors,
The Associates,
Interpol,
The Tremeloes,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
Accadde A,
Mo-Dettes,
Scion,
Negative Approach,
The Red Krayola,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Wells,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gun Club,
U.S. Maple,
Sparks,
The Pop Group,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.