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 Kuwait and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 Gang Gang Dance to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
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,
Youth Brigade,
The Stooges,
Fat Boys,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gladiators,
Chrome,
Fear,
Matthew Bourne,
Khruangbin,
Marshall Jefferson,
Porter Ricks,
The American Breed,
Radiohead,
Zero Boys,
The Busters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
A Certain Ratio,
Brothers Johnson,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Make Up,
Kaleidoscope,
Kayak,
the Bar-Kays,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Subhumans,
Dark Day,
Marc Almond,
Nick Fraelich,
New Age Steppers,
The Seeds,
Malaria!,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sarah Menescal,
Skaos,
Lower 48,
Jawbox,
The Gap Band,
L. Decosne,
Robert Görl,
The Blackbyrds,
Junior Murvin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Names,
The Neon Judgement,
Electric Prunes,
Barrington Levy,
Skarface,
Warsaw,
Laurel Aitken,
The Offenders,
The Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Liliput,
Hasil Adkins,
Yaz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.