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 Belarus and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Henry Cow to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and an arpeggiator 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 sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Little Man,
Bill Wells,
The Birthday Party,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
E-Dancer,
Deepchord,
Don Cherry,
The Names,
Johnny Clarke,
PIL,
Q65,
Infiniti,
Ornette Coleman,
June Days,
The J.B.'s,
the Association,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kaleidoscope,
China Crisis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter and Kerry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echospace,
Mad Mike,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
OOIOO,
Al Stewart,
Can,
Ponytail,
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cybotron,
The Cramps,
Skriet,
Lalann,
Lower 48,
DJ Sneak,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Trojans,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delta 5,
Cameo,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Invisible,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bauhaus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soulsonic Force,
The Count Five,
Rapeman,
Guru Guru,
Dennis Brown,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.