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 India and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 clarinet 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 Roger Hodgson to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
The Selecter,
Accadde A,
Anakelly,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The J.B.'s,
Wire,
Fela Kuti,
Surgeon,
Soul II Soul,
Delta 5,
DJ Sneak,
D'Angelo,
the Sonics,
Scan 7,
The Monochrome Set,
Massinfluence,
Howard Jones,
the Germs,
Joensuu 1685,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
Mission of Burma,
the Swans,
Henry Cow,
Animal Collective,
The Fire Engines,
Bauhaus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Bar-Kays,
Slave,
Rakim,
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
The Searchers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Qualms,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q and Not U,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Slick Rick,
Barry Ungar,
Underground Resistance,
Max Romeo,
Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eurythmics,
Roxette,
Fad Gadget,
June of 44,
Nation of Ulysses,
UT,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
The Smiths,
The Star Department,
Erasure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.