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 France and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Erasure to the punk 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator 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 organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
Cal Tjader,
Mark Hollis,
E-Dancer,
the Fania All-Stars,
Minny Pops,
Metal Thangz,
Derrick May,
Das Ding,
Lebanon Hanover,
Symarip,
L. Decosne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barrington Levy,
The Skatalites,
Al Stewart,
Fluxion,
The American Breed,
Gastr Del Sol,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxy Music,
Sun Ra,
KRS-One,
Junior Murvin,
Terry Callier,
T. Rex,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wolf Eyes,
Prince Buster,
Soul II Soul,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Barry Ungar,
The Angels of Light,
Y Pants,
New Age Steppers,
Jerry's Kids,
Reagan Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Can,
Ultra Naté,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crooked Eye,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalann,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
Pylon,
World's Most,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.