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 Romania and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ralphi Rosario to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Pylon,
Spandau Ballet,
Amazonics,
Ten City,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Star Department,
Gabor Szabo,
Qualms,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cluster,
The Human League,
Traffic Nightmare,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wolf Eyes,
Icehouse,
La Düsseldorf,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scion,
Dual Sessions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Warren Ellis,
Wings,
Gerry Rafferty,
Supertramp,
Desert Stars,
Fela Kuti,
Barry Ungar,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chris Corsano,
Infiniti,
Arcadia,
Rod Modell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Technova,
LL Cool J,
Todd Terry,
Fluxion,
Pussy Galore,
The Tremeloes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harmonia,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
The Move,
Chrome,
Liliput,
Ossler,
The Kinks,
Graham Central Station,
Marmalade,
Make Up,
Gang Green,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.