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 Tajikistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Black Flag to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a guitar and a rhodes 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 synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Vogues,
Stetsasonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harmonia,
Mission of Burma,
Janne Schatter,
Bootsy Collins,
The Count Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Fluxion,
Cal Tjader,
Ice-T,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funkadelic,
Ultra Naté,
Morten Harket,
R.M.O.,
Babytalk,
UT,
Desert Stars,
a-ha,
The Searchers,
Don Cherry,
Hoover,
Sound Behaviour,
Lakeside,
Todd Rundgren,
Jacques Brel,
Henry Cow,
Nik Kershaw,
Donald Byrd,
Rosa Yemen,
World's Most,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül II,
Matthew Bourne,
Amon Düül,
The Gap Band,
Carl Craig,
The New Christs,
Scion,
FM Einheit,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Oblivians,
Fatback Band,
the Soft Cell,
Organ,
Fela Kuti,
Gabor Szabo,
Moby Grape,
Scientists,
The Zeros,
Tom Boy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
In Retrospect,
Bang On A Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.