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 Thailand and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kurtis Blow to the disco 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
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,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Delta 5,
Brand Nubian,
Harry Pussy,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed,
Anthony Braxton,
Television,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fatback Band,
Gang Starr,
Con Funk Shun,
New Order,
Deadbeat,
Oneida,
Surgeon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Simply Red,
Cal Tjader,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sun City Girls,
K-Klass,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Siglo XX,
OOIOO,
Aswad,
Moebius,
The Buckinghams,
Roxette,
The Martian,
Goldenarms,
F. McDonald,
The Divine Comedy,
Marmalade,
Trumans Water,
In Retrospect,
a-ha,
The Beau Brummels,
Hoover,
Skriet,
The Durutti Column,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wire,
Stetsasonic,
Don Cherry,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang of Four,
CMW,
Crooked Eye,
LL Cool J,
Livin' Joy,
Spoonie Gee,
PIL,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.