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 Costa Rica and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar 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 funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
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,
Adolescents,
Scratch Acid,
U.S. Maple,
Scrapy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marvin Gaye,
Shuggie Otis,
Reuben Wilson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moebius,
Quantec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Bar-Kays,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
Parry Music,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Funky Four + One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mars,
Suicide,
Joy Division,
Thompson Twins,
Technova,
Chrome,
Icehouse,
Chris & Cosey,
Max Romeo,
Guru Guru,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Easy Going,
Bill Near,
the Slits,
X-101,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roger Hodgson,
T. Rex,
Fad Gadget,
the Soft Cell,
Bill Wells,
The Smoke,
Vainqueur,
X-Ray Spex,
Underground Resistance,
Marc Almond,
Monks,
Barrington Levy,
DNA,
EPMD,
The Gladiators,
Ponytail,
The Kinks,
K-Klass,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.