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 Saudi Arabia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Moebius to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Birthday Party,
Eli Mardock,
T.S.O.L.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Severed Heads,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Bananas,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fuzztones,
Intrusion,
Wasted Youth,
Junior Murvin,
Tubeway Army,
Warren Ellis,
Con Funk Shun,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jawbox,
Main Source,
The Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
Kerri Chandler,
The Pretty Things,
Maleditus Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
The Busters,
The Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
James White and The Blacks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter and Kerry,
David Bowie,
The Tremeloes,
Kayak,
Sugar Minott,
Sandy B,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Sheep,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
AZ,
Moss Icon,
Kas Product,
Slick Rick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lungfish,
Neil Young,
Godley & Creme,
Public Enemy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Finger,
Fear,
Ohio Players,
Absolute Body Control,
Glenn Branca,
Mantronix,
Grauzone,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.