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 Estonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Al Stewart to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro 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 linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
The Offenders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Seeds,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
Hardrive,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Dead C,
The Slits,
Malaria!,
The Stooges,
Camberwell Now,
Eden Ahbez,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Todd Terry,
Procol Harum,
Crispy Ambulance,
Michelle Simonal,
Negative Approach,
Marc Almond,
Robert Görl,
Joensuu 1685,
Masters at Work,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oneida,
Sällskapet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun Ra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rapeman,
Jawbox,
Dennis Brown,
The Golliwogs,
Scion,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Juan Atkins,
David Bowie,
Shuggie Otis,
The Skatalites,
Niagra,
The Mojo Men,
Fear,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
Cal Tjader,
Sparks,
Bill Wells,
The Beau Brummels,
Mad Mike,
Minutemen,
The American Breed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Wyatt,
Lakeside,
Cybotron,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.