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 Angola and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare 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 linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Barry Ungar,
Sam Rivers,
Amazonics,
X-101,
The Dirtbombs,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Green,
Altered Images,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vladislav Delay,
Graham Central Station,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Faraquet,
EPMD,
The Cramps,
David Bowie,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Thompson Twins,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
a-ha,
Jacques Brel,
Kas Product,
The Fire Engines,
Heaven 17,
Colin Newman,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hardrive,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Martian,
Spandau Ballet,
DJ Sneak,
the Soft Cell,
Oneida,
Minnie Riperton,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Normal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Divine Comedy,
Oblivians,
Funkadelic,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Half Japanese,
Sällskapet,
The Evens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Maleditus Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
JFA,
Guru Guru,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wolf Eyes,
Stiv Bators,
Quadrant,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.