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 Afghanistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 AZ to the techno 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
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 Invisible,
The Slackers,
The Slits,
Siglo XX,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oblivians,
Roxette,
Hashim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The United States of America,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Archie Shepp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minor Threat,
Quantec,
The Cramps,
Radiohead,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zapp,
Gang Green,
Aaron Thompson,
Stetsasonic,
Dead Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fugs,
Parry Music,
Magazine,
Leonard Cohen,
Steve Hackett,
Essential Logic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crash Course in Science,
Wings,
The Zeros,
Groovy Waters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Drexciya,
Todd Rundgren,
New Age Steppers,
X-102,
Clear Light,
Peter & Gordon,
Barbara Tucker,
Roger Hodgson,
The Young Rascals,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Harpers Bizarre,
Neu!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Maurizio,
Jimmy McGriff,
Swell Maps,
The Gap Band,
Nirvana,
Deadbeat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.