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 Iceland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth to the techno 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
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,
8 Eyed Spy,
EPMD,
Unrelated Segments,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The New Christs,
Junior Murvin,
Hoover,
Television Personalities,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dave Gahan,
Tomorrow,
Khruangbin,
Chris & Cosey,
The Pretty Things,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roxy Music,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donald Byrd,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Inner City,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultimate Spinach,
T. Rex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul II Soul,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brand Nubian,
Drive Like Jehu,
Little Man,
MDC,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeff Mills,
Whodini,
Lucky Dragons,
One Last Wish,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The United States of America,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Move,
Derrick Morgan,
Ituana,
Shuggie Otis,
Skaos,
Subhumans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jandek,
Wings,
The Moleskins,
Sun Ra,
Yellowson,
Banda Bassotti,
Basic Channel,
Sixth Finger,
Cal Tjader,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.