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 Vietnam and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Essential Logic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Marshall Jefferson,
Liliput,
Unrelated Segments,
Barry Ungar,
Faraquet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Green,
the Human League,
Mandrill,
Kerrie Biddell,
Half Japanese,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skarface,
Sexual Harrassment,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wasted Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Flash Fearless,
Ludus,
Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Little Man,
Minutemen,
Los Fastidios,
La Düsseldorf,
Carl Craig,
Derrick Morgan,
KRS-One,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter and Kerry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kas Product,
Chris & Cosey,
Steve Hackett,
The Mojo Men,
Clear Light,
Amon Düül II,
Moebius,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scratch Acid,
Mantronix,
Spandau Ballet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Groovy Waters,
48th St. Collective,
The Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Connie Case,
Marcia Griffiths,
Young Marble Giants,
Nils Olav,
Oblivians,
Ultravox,
Zero Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Age Steppers,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.