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 Kosovo and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Fuzztones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
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,
Dual Sessions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Move,
The Names,
Nick Fraelich,
Arcadia,
cv313,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Can,
The Dave Clark Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Outsiders,
A Certain Ratio,
Fear,
Darondo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eve St. Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Associates,
Sexual Harrassment,
Althea and Donna,
Archie Shepp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Music Machine,
Tom Boy,
The Divine Comedy,
the Soft Cell,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
Simply Red,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Neon Judgement,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Moody Blues,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brick,
The Vogues,
Chris & Cosey,
10cc,
Al Stewart,
Monolake,
Blake Baxter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Schoolly D,
Sun Ra,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Walker Brothers,
Bang On A Can,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
Altered Images,
The Durutti Column,
Swell Maps,
The Dirtbombs,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.