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 Cyprus and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Banda Bassotti,
Fatback Band,
D'Angelo,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultra Naté,
The Tremeloes,
Swans,
Cecil Taylor,
Blancmange,
Funkadelic,
Quantec,
Oblivians,
The Trojans,
X-101,
Gil Scott Heron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Lynne,
Slick Rick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Zeros,
The American Breed,
the Slits,
The United States of America,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tomorrow,
Theoretical Girls,
Prince Buster,
Mandrill,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül,
Television,
Jeff Mills,
Joy Division,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Buckinghams,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Make Up,
Model 500,
Flamin' Groovies,
Warsaw,
Erasure,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crooked Eye,
MDC,
Ludus,
Public Enemy,
Donald Byrd,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Green,
The Raincoats,
F. McDonald,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.