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 Benin and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
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,
La Düsseldorf,
Minor Threat,
Stockholm Monsters,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Modern Lovers,
The Evens,
Sonic Youth,
The Doors,
The Electric Prunes,
T. Rex,
Audionom,
Marmalade,
The Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Outsiders,
The Saints,
Section 25,
CMW,
The Mojo Men,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oneida,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Television,
James White and The Blacks,
The Invisible,
EPMD,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eddi Front,
Arthur Verocai,
Malaria!,
Black Pus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Skaos,
The Motions,
The Searchers,
Janne Schatter,
Qualms,
Sam Rivers,
Moss Icon,
Talk Talk,
Rites of Spring,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Chris Corsano,
The Divine Comedy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
The Human League,
10cc,
Trumans Water,
Amon Düül,
The Smiths,
Reuben Wilson,
Surgeon,
These Immortal Souls,
The American Breed,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.