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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Suicide to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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,
Fluxion,
The Human League,
CMW,
Joyce Sims,
Liliput,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick Morgan,
Schoolly D,
Gong,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Guru Guru,
Neu!,
The Standells,
Bobby Womack,
EPMD,
Porter Ricks,
Lower 48,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Knickerbockers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed,
These Immortal Souls,
Fatback Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monolake,
Quantec,
Boredoms,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gories,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rekid,
Lalann,
Terry Callier,
Steve Hackett,
H. Thieme,
The Happenings,
Pagans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Subhumans,
Intrusion,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Carl Craig,
David McCallum,
Sex Pistols,
Brothers Johnson,
Suburban Knight,
Yazoo,
Chris Corsano,
Deakin,
Donald Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hot Snakes,
Dawn Penn,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gap Band,
Brick,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.