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 Honduras and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eric B and Rakim to the rap 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
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,
Johnny Osbourne,
Morten Harket,
Television Personalities,
Joe Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Section 25,
Ludus,
T. Rex,
Joey Negro,
Roy Ayers,
Arab on Radar,
Adolescents,
10cc,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bad Manners,
Tubeway Army,
Wire,
Alton Ellis,
The Gun Club,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
Sam Rivers,
The J.B.'s,
Kas Product,
The Last Poets,
Subhumans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Steve Hackett,
Crispian St. Peters,
Niagra,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Japan,
the Sonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Moody Blues,
F. McDonald,
Terry Callier,
H. Thieme,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
Bobby Sherman,
Funky Four + One,
Peter & Gordon,
The Seeds,
The Sound,
Grauzone,
Robert Görl,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quando Quango,
The Vogues,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Toni Rubio,
Marmalade,
Terrestrial Tones,
Con Funk Shun,
Severed Heads,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.