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 New Zealand and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ronnie Foster to the rock 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
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,
Bobby Womack,
The Fire Engines,
Kurtis Blow,
Moss Icon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Modern Lovers,
Skaos,
Morten Harket,
Brothers Johnson,
Pole,
Model 500,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Motions,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lightning Bolt,
David Axelrod,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fugazi,
Scratch Acid,
Public Image Ltd.,
OOIOO,
Eddi Front,
MC5,
Radiohead,
Jacques Brel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Surgeon,
Cymande,
Unwound,
Soulsonic Force,
Marc Almond,
EPMD,
Anthony Braxton,
Marmalade,
David McCallum,
Youth Brigade,
John Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Names,
Sun City Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Deakin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Susan Cadogan,
Sex Pistols,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Kaleidoscope,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Misunderstood,
Masters at Work,
Barry Ungar,
Inner City,
Skarface,
The Moody Blues,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.