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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Japan to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
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,
Suicide,
Drexciya,
Ice-T,
Soul II Soul,
Slave,
Royal Trux,
Max Romeo,
F. McDonald,
the Bar-Kays,
June Days,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Japan,
Rosa Yemen,
The Angels of Light,
The Fortunes,
Moby Grape,
Q65,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
JFA,
Average White Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Kinks,
Archie Shepp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kerrie Biddell,
UT,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Interpol,
Moss Icon,
Leonard Cohen,
Yusef Lateef,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aural Exciters,
In Retrospect,
Half Japanese,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric Copeland,
Swans,
Angry Samoans,
Mad Mike,
Ultravox,
Nils Olav,
This Heat,
Television,
The Fuzztones,
Sam Rivers,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Raincoats,
Alton Ellis,
The Pretty Things,
Charles Mingus,
Kayak,
Maurizio,
Rekid,
Mission of Burma,
Ludus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.