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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Icehouse to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
One Last Wish,
Inner City,
Altered Images,
Section 25,
Alton Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Young Rascals,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlback,
Intrusion,
Hasil Adkins,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Warsaw,
Joyce Sims,
The Star Department,
Radio Birdman,
Flash Fearless,
Joe Finger,
Oneida,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smoke,
Ludus,
Mandrill,
MDC,
La Düsseldorf,
Joey Negro,
Man Eating Sloth,
Q and Not U,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Josef K,
Jeff Lynne,
Rakim,
The Busters,
Suicide,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Adolescents,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Sun City Girls,
Man Parrish,
Nik Kershaw,
Howard Jones,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
Ronnie Foster,
Scion,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.