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 Congo and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ 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 harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Aaron Thompson,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drexciya,
Sonny Sharrock,
Letta Mbulu,
Unrelated Segments,
Lungfish,
Slick Rick,
The Shadows of Knight,
Half Japanese,
Danielle Patucci,
Sound Behaviour,
Rufus Thomas,
Moebius,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lower 48,
Rakim,
Eric Copeland,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Easy Going,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Sheep,
Guru Guru,
Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Tim Buckley,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pere Ubu,
U.S. Maple,
Electric Light Orchestra,
cv313,
Pylon,
Archie Shepp,
The Monks,
Black Flag,
Cal Tjader,
Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
Duran Duran,
E-Dancer,
Youth Brigade,
Blossom Toes,
The Walker Brothers,
Intrusion,
Wasted Youth,
Negative Approach,
John Holt,
PIL,
Amazonics,
The Black Dice,
the Normal,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.