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 Kyrgyzstan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 Accadde A to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
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,
Metal Thangz,
Pole,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Bar-Kays,
Shuggie Otis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Interpol,
Fluxion,
The Star Department,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
X-101,
The Litter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Wake,
Barrington Levy,
Judy Mowatt,
The Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Todd Terry,
Whodini,
Trumans Water,
Bizarre Inc.,
Iggy Pop,
Sugar Minott,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jacques Brel,
Cluster,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ice-T,
The Misunderstood,
The Motions,
The Martian,
Josef K,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maleditus Sound,
The Birthday Party,
Tommy Roe,
DNA,
Groovy Waters,
Angry Samoans,
Zapp,
Rites of Spring,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Christie,
Chrome,
Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Adolescents,
Bang On A Can,
Marmalade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New York Dolls,
Joy Division,
Gang of Four,
The Stooges,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visage,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.