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 Albania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Todd Terry to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
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,
Mission of Burma,
Alton Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Jawbox,
Maleditus Sound,
Second Layer,
Scratch Acid,
Thee Headcoats,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bauhaus,
Alphaville,
Public Enemy,
Duran Duran,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The United States of America,
Robert Wyatt,
Unrelated Segments,
Procol Harum,
Rites of Spring,
The Index,
Chris & Cosey,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camberwell Now,
Roger Hodgson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dorothy Ashby,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rufus Thomas,
Ituana,
Isaac Hayes,
Stiv Bators,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
8 Eyed Spy,
Amazonics,
Sound Behaviour,
Moss Icon,
June Days,
Peter & Gordon,
ABBA,
Terry Callier,
Judy Mowatt,
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
LL Cool J,
Erasure,
The Fuzztones,
The Techniques,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aaron Thompson,
Fat Boys,
Black Bananas,
Tim Buckley,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.