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 Senegal and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Kurtis Blow to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Sherman,
Marc Almond,
Moby Grape,
The Pop Group,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Suburban Knight,
Moebius,
Arab on Radar,
Marvin Gaye,
The Tremeloes,
Glenn Branca,
Black Flag,
Q65,
The Names,
The Kinks,
Rotary Connection,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Victims,
Man Eating Sloth,
Stereo Dub,
The Blues Magoos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
LL Cool J,
John Cale,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Gladiators,
The Gun Club,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Technova,
Crispian St. Peters,
Section 25,
Newcleus,
The Gories,
Television Personalities,
Nico,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
The Velvet Underground,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Coltrane,
Stetsasonic,
the Germs,
Bronski Beat,
This Heat,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kayak,
Swell Maps,
Ossler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
D'Angelo,
Joensuu 1685,
The Five Americans,
The Seeds,
Susan Cadogan,
Sun City Girls,
John Holt,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.