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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David Axelrod to the crunk 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
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,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Hill,
X-101,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Janne Schatter,
Half Japanese,
David Axelrod,
Magma,
Joensuu 1685,
Television Personalities,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Ossler,
The Trojans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soulsonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Dennis Brown,
Charles Mingus,
Althea and Donna,
Liliput,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cheater Slicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Bananas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Desert Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
Swell Maps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
The Music Machine,
Soul II Soul,
The Residents,
Agent Orange,
Gang of Four,
Alison Limerick,
Trumans Water,
Brothers Johnson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Howard Jones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang On A Can,
Spoonie Gee,
Vainqueur,
Wasted Youth,
Electric Prunes,
Outsiders,
Stetsasonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Happenings,
Radiohead,
Neil Young,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Johnny Clarke,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.