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 Malaysia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 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 Bronski Beat to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
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,
Funkadelic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rosa Yemen,
Thompson Twins,
The New Christs,
The Motions,
Liliput,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Gastr Del Sol,
Angry Samoans,
Black Pus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Buzzcocks,
Charles Mingus,
Hot Snakes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Monochrome Set,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arthur Verocai,
Panda Bear,
New Order,
The Gladiators,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Man Parrish,
Kurtis Blow,
A Certain Ratio,
Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ice-T,
Morten Harket,
Basic Channel,
Masters at Work,
Tubeway Army,
Boredoms,
Tomorrow,
JFA,
Janne Schatter,
Magma,
The Names,
a-ha,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crime,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobbi Humphrey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Anthony Braxton,
Camouflage,
Black Sheep,
Sällskapet,
Gang of Four,
Robert Wyatt,
Suburban Knight,
Cymande,
The Slits,
Eddi Front,
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.