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 Taiwan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Andrew Hill to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and an organ 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 harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Minutemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Searchers,
Prince Buster,
Anthony Braxton,
The Zeros,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deakin,
Aural Exciters,
X-102,
Thompson Twins,
K-Klass,
The Martian,
T. Rex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bauhaus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Suburban Knight,
Wire,
Symarip,
Hot Snakes,
Black Sheep,
LL Cool J,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cal Tjader,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Danielle Patucci,
DNA,
The Doobie Brothers,
Masters at Work,
Underground Resistance,
Tears for Fears,
The Misunderstood,
Jeff Lynne,
ABBA,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Selecter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
Harry Pussy,
Jawbox,
Ossler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lee Hazlewood,
Spoonie Gee,
Echospace,
Model 500,
Bobby Sherman,
Y Pants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Niagra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gun Club,
Q65,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.