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 Syria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Ultimate Spinach to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
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 Gories,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sparks,
Agitation Free,
Public Enemy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fuzztones,
Audionom,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Moody Blues,
Urselle,
Youth Brigade,
Camberwell Now,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Selecter,
Section 25,
The Durutti Column,
kango's stein massive,
Can,
The American Breed,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Byron Stingily,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy Collins,
Dave Gahan,
Mo-Dettes,
The Zeros,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Buckinghams,
The Beau Brummels,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
D'Angelo,
Josef K,
Sun Ra,
Saccharine Trust,
David Bowie,
Bauhaus,
Chrome,
Franke,
The Cowsills,
Robert Hood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mandrill,
Hardrive,
The Mummies,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Buzzcocks,
the Germs,
Pere Ubu,
Alice Coltrane,
Matthew Halsall,
Supertramp,
Wire,
Gang Green,
Kenny Larkin,
Average White Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.