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 Eritrea and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Nick Fraelich to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 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 linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Selecter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
Don Cherry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Depeche Mode,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ice-T,
Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
Cal Tjader,
Silicon Teens,
Malaria!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Underground Resistance,
Robert Wyatt,
Tommy Roe,
The Searchers,
MC5,
The Remains,
Funky Four + One,
Roger Hodgson,
Dave Gahan,
Tim Buckley,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spandau Ballet,
FM Einheit,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Mummies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Interpol,
Reagan Youth,
Lyres,
Excepter,
Letta Mbulu,
L. Decosne,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans,
Thompson Twins,
Glambeats Corp.,
48th St. Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABBA,
Swans,
Panda Bear,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Con Funk Shun,
cv313,
Masters at Work,
Slave,
Rapeman,
Rotary Connection,
The Moody Blues,
Infiniti,
the Slits,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.