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 Cameroon and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a chamberlin 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 spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Nik Kershaw,
Lalann,
The Skatalites,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Q and Not U,
Skarface,
Drexciya,
Magma,
Susan Cadogan,
Todd Rundgren,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mo-Dettes,
Aural Exciters,
Monks,
Public Enemy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cymande,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy Collins,
Tubeway Army,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
Soul II Soul,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rakim,
Sonic Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Godley & Creme,
Wasted Youth,
Albert Ayler,
The Happenings,
Rekid,
Wire,
Blossom Toes,
Nils Olav,
Black Sheep,
Agitation Free,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang of Four,
Model 500,
Frankie Knuckles,
Thompson Twins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Make Up,
The Flesh Eaters,
Delta 5,
Gil Scott Heron,
Glenn Branca,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DJ Sneak,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yazoo,
Iggy Pop,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.