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 Turkmenistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Curtis Mayfield to the grime 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
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,
Sound Behaviour,
the Slits,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Morten Harket,
David Bowie,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rotary Connection,
The Monks,
Grauzone,
The Gories,
Eurythmics,
Juan Atkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thee Headcoats,
F. McDonald,
Audionom,
Animal Collective,
Khruangbin,
Black Flag,
Icehouse,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
Alphaville,
The Cure,
The Associates,
DJ Style,
Yazoo,
Marine Girls,
Little Man,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Knickerbockers,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Outsiders,
Rhythm & Sound,
Masters at Work,
Fugazi,
Popol Vuh,
James Chance & The Contortions,
One Last Wish,
Motorama,
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Sun Ra,
Liliput,
Chrome,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
Radiopuhelimet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lower 48,
Aloha Tigers,
Urselle,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young,
Schoolly D,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.