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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sheep to the rock 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro 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 theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Television Personalities,
The Doobie Brothers,
Can,
John Lydon,
Warren Ellis,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Leaves,
Crime,
Scientists,
Lebanon Hanover,
Intrusion,
Fatback Band,
Sister Nancy,
Neil Young,
Kerrie Biddell,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Schoolly D,
Hoover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tommy Roe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Fraelich,
The Stooges,
Mary Jane Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hashim,
Porter Ricks,
Main Source,
Alphaville,
Tubeway Army,
Neu!,
the Soft Cell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cecil Taylor,
The Durutti Column,
Peter & Gordon,
Panda Bear,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Clear Light,
Visage,
Cybotron,
K-Klass,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ponytail,
The Angels of Light,
Soft Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pole,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bad Manners,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Josef K,
The Tremeloes,
Interpol,
Shoche,
Faraquet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.