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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Crime to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
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 Buckinghams,
Inner City,
Vainqueur,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dark Day,
Technova,
The Slackers,
The Neon Judgement,
Los Fastidios,
Faraquet,
48th St. Collective,
Man Parrish,
Sun Ra,
Absolute Body Control,
Slick Rick,
Altered Images,
Sandy B,
Throbbing Gristle,
Essential Logic,
The Alarm Clocks,
MDC,
Camberwell Now,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
June Days,
Sonic Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gories,
Country Teasers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agitation Free,
Q and Not U,
Sugar Minott,
Siglo XX,
the Germs,
Infiniti,
Bobby Sherman,
The Invisible,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
John Holt,
Maurizio,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare,
Banda Bassotti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Saints,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Zapp,
Joey Negro,
Easy Going,
Loose Ends,
Robert Hood,
the Association,
The Count Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Oneida,
Gabor Szabo,
Flash Fearless,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marmalade,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.