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 Russia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Stiv Bators to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Index,
Cluster,
Section 25,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Buckinghams,
Rufus Thomas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris Corsano,
Judy Mowatt,
Amazonics,
DNA,
Suicide,
The Standells,
T. Rex,
Joe Smooth,
Ohio Players,
Boogie Down Productions,
B.T. Express,
Reagan Youth,
Neu!,
Monks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wasted Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Excepter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy Collins,
Nik Kershaw,
Eurythmics,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Chrome,
Spoonie Gee,
Qualms,
Scott Walker,
Thompson Twins,
Rekid,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sister Nancy,
Arcadia,
Second Layer,
Laurel Aitken,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gladiators,
Kerri Chandler,
Nas,
Connie Case,
June of 44,
The Fugs,
The Slits,
Flash Fearless,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.