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 Philippines and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 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 The Music Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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,
Dark Day,
Minnie Riperton,
Funky Four + One,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Quadrant,
The Kinks,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Human League,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joy Division,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Interpol,
Peter and Kerry,
Idris Muhammad,
China Crisis,
The Techniques,
The Dirtbombs,
Sandy B,
Toni Rubio,
The Martian,
Royal Trux,
the Normal,
Camouflage,
Public Image Ltd.,
This Heat,
La Düsseldorf,
Silicon Teens,
Bush Tetras,
Marc Almond,
Sun City Girls,
MC5,
Skarface,
Amazonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiohead,
Fugazi,
Agent Orange,
the Human League,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Hill,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
World's Most,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thompson Twins,
Simply Red,
The Selecter,
Ohio Players,
Heaven 17,
The Searchers,
DJ Style,
The Wake,
Lungfish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.