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 Kosovo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gang Green to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe 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 snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Aaron Thompson,
Make Up,
Nico,
Altered Images,
Ponytail,
Alton Ellis,
The Gap Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Malaria!,
The Offenders,
Model 500,
Guru Guru,
Kayak,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fear,
Nick Fraelich,
Y Pants,
Quadrant,
China Crisis,
Skriet,
Icehouse,
Grauzone,
Eric Dolphy,
Moby Grape,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Tremeloes,
Ossler,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Section 25,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deepchord,
Masters at Work,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed,
Lower 48,
Delta 5,
Scratch Acid,
T. Rex,
Faraquet,
Bobby Sherman,
Main Source,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bush Tetras,
The Busters,
X-Ray Spex,
the Association,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dorothy Ashby,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deadbeat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.