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 Congo and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare 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 Black Flag to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
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,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lakeside,
U.S. Maple,
E-Dancer,
10cc,
Camouflage,
The Cramps,
The Fugs,
Slick Rick,
Unrelated Segments,
Rites of Spring,
The Leaves,
Malaria!,
Letta Mbulu,
Fat Boys,
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force,
Cameo,
The Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Kinks,
Rakim,
Lou Christie,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ponytail,
Carl Craig,
Joe Smooth,
Wasted Youth,
The Misunderstood,
Oblivians,
Interpol,
The Black Dice,
Chris & Cosey,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fuzztones,
Bronski Beat,
Derrick May,
The Mummies,
Little Man,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thompson Twins,
The Fire Engines,
John Coltrane,
Suburban Knight,
The Real Kids,
Pantytec,
Stereo Dub,
The Skatalites,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Josef K,
OOIOO,
Grauzone,
Rhythm & Sound,
Audionom,
The Modern Lovers,
The Doors,
June Days,
Massinfluence,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.