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 Comoros and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 Radiohead to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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,
Kas Product,
Sarah Menescal,
Aloha Tigers,
The Names,
Radiohead,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlback,
Excepter,
Crash Course in Science,
Pussy Galore,
The New Christs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pere Ubu,
Ten City,
Angry Samoans,
Silicon Teens,
The Saints,
Moss Icon,
Unrelated Segments,
Amazonics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
June of 44,
Monolake,
Altered Images,
Monks,
Jeru the Damaja,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
the Sonics,
Terrestrial Tones,
Chris Corsano,
Theoretical Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
the Swans,
The Raincoats,
Popol Vuh,
the Slits,
Charles Mingus,
Yusef Lateef,
Brand Nubian,
Marine Girls,
the Association,
Grauzone,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Byrd,
Wings,
Slick Rick,
Faraquet,
Black Flag,
Trumans Water,
Au Pairs,
MDC,
The Fuzztones,
FM Einheit,
Maurizio,
Lyres,
One Last Wish,
Soul Sonic Force,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.