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 Greece and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jeff Lynne to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
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,
R.M.O.,
Maurizio,
Lalann,
Joe Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Johnny Clarke,
Chrome,
Cheater Slicks,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
Icehouse,
Slick Rick,
Minnie Riperton,
John Foxx,
Maleditus Sound,
Ossler,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mummies,
Boz Scaggs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pagans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Laurel Aitken,
Gong,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mo-Dettes,
Man Eating Sloth,
These Immortal Souls,
Subhumans,
Harry Pussy,
The Real Kids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Underground Resistance,
Kayak,
Theoretical Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
The Associates,
The Count Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Morten Harket,
The Knickerbockers,
Fear,
Accadde A,
The American Breed,
Marmalade,
Joy Division,
Dennis Brown,
Derrick Morgan,
The Martian,
Ultravox,
Parry Music,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tommy Roe,
Mr. Review,
Connie Case,
Marine Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.