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 Andorra and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Zero Boys to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
a-ha,
Chris & Cosey,
Ten City,
the Human League,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Simply Red,
Althea and Donna,
Stetsasonic,
Soulsonic Force,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sarah Menescal,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
The Evens,
Reuben Wilson,
Harmonia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Davy DMX,
Unwound,
New Order,
Lou Christie,
Marine Girls,
10cc,
the Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Fugazi,
World's Most,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Sherman,
Reagan Youth,
Sun Ra,
Blake Baxter,
Trumans Water,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Piero Umiliani,
Silicon Teens,
Stiv Bators,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang of Four,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Chris Corsano,
X-102,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vladislav Delay,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
JFA,
Minor Threat,
Icehouse,
U.S. Maple,
Jacques Brel,
Radiohead,
David Axelrod,
This Heat,
Magma,
The Leaves,
Nils Olav,
Kaleidoscope,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.