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 Iraq and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sister Nancy to the grime 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
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,
Grey Daturas,
Reuben Wilson,
Fear,
Mark Hollis,
Maleditus Sound,
The Black Dice,
Tommy Roe,
The Mojo Men,
Rakim,
Patti Smith,
DNA,
James White and The Blacks,
Masters at Work,
Chris Corsano,
Robert Hood,
Radio Birdman,
DJ Style,
The Doors,
The Skatalites,
EPMD,
Scan 7,
Sonic Youth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Lynne,
Royal Trux,
Pussy Galore,
Howard Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Parry Music,
The Names,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Spandau Ballet,
Index,
The Golliwogs,
Aural Exciters,
Sarah Menescal,
Don Cherry,
LL Cool J,
China Crisis,
R.M.O.,
Pere Ubu,
Intrusion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pagans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Sherman,
Funkadelic,
Los Fastidios,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Audionom,
Bauhaus,
The Moleskins,
Ossler,
Girls At Our Best!,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young,
Godley & Creme,
Blancmange,
Sparks,
10cc,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.