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 Micronesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 AZ 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Boz Scaggs,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Tremeloes,
the Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Bob Dylan,
Sparks,
Visage,
John Coltrane,
Joensuu 1685,
Piero Umiliani,
D'Angelo,
These Immortal Souls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ralphi Rosario,
Colin Newman,
Ohio Players,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quantec,
Jerry's Kids,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley,
Tubeway Army,
Letta Mbulu,
Gabor Szabo,
Todd Rundgren,
Absolute Body Control,
Wolf Eyes,
The Stooges,
Man Eating Sloth,
Josef K,
Fat Boys,
Mr. Review,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Holt,
Scan 7,
Agitation Free,
Kevin Saunderson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eli Mardock,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Searchers,
Suburban Knight,
Pole,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Womack,
The J.B.'s,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flash Fearless,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vladislav Delay,
The Selecter,
Prince Buster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Morten Harket,
Faust,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mummies,
New Order,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.