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 Kyrgyzstan and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Cecil Taylor to the jazz 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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,
Shoche,
Alison Limerick,
Tubeway Army,
Joyce Sims,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sister Nancy,
Stereo Dub,
Alton Ellis,
Lalo Schifrin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cowsills,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
Thee Headcoats,
The J.B.'s,
Trumans Water,
Kerri Chandler,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spoonie Gee,
Mars,
Procol Harum,
Moss Icon,
Blancmange,
Bronski Beat,
The Names,
The Beau Brummels,
the Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
MC5,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scion,
The Evens,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lightning Bolt,
Make Up,
Goldenarms,
The Motions,
Fat Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
Black Bananas,
The Smiths,
kango's stein massive,
The Velvet Underground,
Youth Brigade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun City Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Fatback Band,
The Mummies,
Guru Guru,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.