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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Swell Maps to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
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,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Guru Guru,
Yaz,
Easy Going,
The Zeros,
Ornette Coleman,
Derrick Morgan,
Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Ralphi Rosario,
Amazonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Suicide,
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vladislav Delay,
Ohio Players,
Das Ding,
Slick Rick,
New Age Steppers,
CMW,
Darondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter & Gordon,
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Fraelich,
Fela Kuti,
Anthony Braxton,
X-101,
Tim Buckley,
The Music Machine,
Sixth Finger,
Pantytec,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Josef K,
Index,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
the Normal,
Johnny Clarke,
Aswad,
Bang On A Can,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Skatalites,
The Angels of Light,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mummies,
Kerrie Biddell,
Buzzcocks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Qualms,
The Moody Blues,
Joey Negro,
The Martian,
Brick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
China Crisis,
Sonic Youth,
Black Bananas,
Matthew Halsall,
Maurizio,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.