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 Barbados and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Royal Trux to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hood. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
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,
The Walker Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Black Bananas,
Television Personalities,
Glenn Branca,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Prince Buster,
Soulsonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Jawbox,
Alice Coltrane,
Sister Nancy,
Mark Hollis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
Livin' Joy,
Sam Rivers,
Alphaville,
the Normal,
U.S. Maple,
Bush Tetras,
The Sound,
Gong,
The Busters,
Wolf Eyes,
The Beau Brummels,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultravox,
Lindisfarne,
Nico,
The Velvet Underground,
The Black Dice,
The Blackbyrds,
Basic Channel,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fuzztones,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
The Modern Lovers,
JFA,
The Gladiators,
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Sex Pistols,
Panda Bear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cluster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Tremeloes,
Minutemen,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ohio Players,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gun Club,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.