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 Laos and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Johnny Osbourne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
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,
EPMD,
The Leaves,
Ossler,
Agent Orange,
Bill Near,
FM Einheit,
Aswad,
The Modern Lovers,
Easy Going,
Joy Division,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fela Kuti,
The Real Kids,
Rod Modell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Index,
The Electric Prunes,
Aloha Tigers,
The Blues Magoos,
Warsaw,
Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo,
Lower 48,
Bad Manners,
Darondo,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Letta Mbulu,
Underground Resistance,
Wally Richardson,
CMW,
Crooked Eye,
Barrington Levy,
Marine Girls,
Heaven 17,
Jeru the Damaja,
Donald Byrd,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric Dolphy,
Joe Finger,
Vladislav Delay,
Godley & Creme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sonic Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pole,
Panda Bear,
Quantec,
Monolake,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brothers Johnson,
Trumans Water,
Marvin Gaye,
Wolf Eyes,
Sister Nancy,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.