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 Antigua and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Q and Not U to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
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,
Warren Ellis,
AZ,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül II,
Cheater Slicks,
Sugar Minott,
The Electric Prunes,
Brand Nubian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
CMW,
Chrome,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Pus,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marvin Gaye,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bronski Beat,
The Golliwogs,
Roxette,
Shuggie Otis,
Tubeway Army,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tom Boy,
Soulsonic Force,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suicide,
Visage,
Marmalade,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Johnny Clarke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eden Ahbez,
Neu!,
Minor Threat,
Outsiders,
UT,
These Immortal Souls,
Hoover,
Japan,
K-Klass,
Grauzone,
Kenny Larkin,
Harry Pussy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
T.S.O.L.,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra,
Fear,
Sun City Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.