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 Austria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Guru Guru to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Saccharine Trust,
Marine Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quadrant,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Slick Rick,
Vladislav Delay,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brand Nubian,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aaron Thompson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantaleimon,
The Cure,
Guru Guru,
Index,
Minor Threat,
Essential Logic,
Simply Red,
Barry Ungar,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scientists,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wally Richardson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nation of Ulysses,
ABBA,
Hashim,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Slackers,
John Lydon,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers,
Shoche,
Cluster,
Black Bananas,
Marc Almond,
Symarip,
PIL,
Arthur Verocai,
Arcadia,
Malaria!,
Ken Boothe,
Hot Snakes,
Pagans,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Happenings,
Shuggie Otis,
Qualms,
Pylon,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.