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 Malaysia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Oblivians to the electroclash 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
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,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bad Manners,
Black Bananas,
Bill Near,
LL Cool J,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Echospace,
The Move,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Quando Quango,
Rotary Connection,
Average White Band,
Reuben Wilson,
The Remains,
Agent Orange,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rod Modell,
Section 25,
Skaos,
Monolake,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cal Tjader,
The Fall,
Carl Craig,
Avey Tare,
Newcleus,
Suburban Knight,
Soft Cell,
Albert Ayler,
Warren Ellis,
Funky Four + One,
The Cramps,
Surgeon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Qualms,
Peter & Gordon,
cv313,
Spandau Ballet,
MDC,
Stereo Dub,
The Birthday Party,
Scratch Acid,
Moss Icon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Henry Cow,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fugs,
Dual Sessions,
Glambeats Corp.,
ABBA,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
Suicide,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.