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 Uzbekistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
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 Fortunes,
John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
Anthony Braxton,
Bill Near,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Niagra,
Donald Byrd,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Suicide,
The Remains,
Brothers Johnson,
The Offenders,
Warsaw,
Rod Modell,
Suburban Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tres Demented,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Invisible,
Ken Boothe,
Archie Shepp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
E-Dancer,
The Trojans,
Heaven 17,
Reuben Wilson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sugar Minott,
Stiv Bators,
Rhythm & Sound,
Massinfluence,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Byron Stingily,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roxette,
Erykah Badu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jeff Lynne,
Curtis Mayfield,
AZ,
Nation of Ulysses,
Maurizio,
Visage,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eric Dolphy,
Sällskapet,
The Slackers,
Blake Baxter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Josef K,
Junior Murvin,
The Blues Magoos,
Rakim,
Technova,
The Tremeloes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jeru the Damaja,
Accadde A,
Symarip,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.