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 Finland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deakin to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb 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 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Porter Ricks,
Chrome,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Happenings,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cecil Taylor,
Minutemen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Neon Judgement,
Audionom,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stiv Bators,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
Wasted Youth,
the Germs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Raincoats,
The Real Kids,
Sun Ra,
Qualms,
Maurizio,
Stereo Dub,
Lalo Schifrin,
48th St. Collective,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Excepter,
Talk Talk,
The Skatalites,
Skriet,
Idris Muhammad,
Joey Negro,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Normal,
Nik Kershaw,
Laurel Aitken,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
Ituana,
Lalann,
John Holt,
Sun City Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Thompson Twins,
Lou Christie,
Danielle Patucci,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.