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 Kenya and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
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,
Connie Case,
Minnie Riperton,
10cc,
Stiv Bators,
Toni Rubio,
Massinfluence,
Section 25,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joy Division,
Bobby Byrd,
DJ Sneak,
EPMD,
Todd Rundgren,
Sarah Menescal,
The Offenders,
Smog,
Lower 48,
Sparks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra,
The Gories,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wings,
Henry Cow,
Joe Finger,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül,
The Victims,
Black Moon,
Absolute Body Control,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
Dark Day,
The Fortunes,
Fear,
Lungfish,
ABBA,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
Bad Manners,
Motorama,
The Invisible,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed,
John Cale,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Television Personalities,
PIL,
Cymande,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.