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 Estonia and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the electroclash 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Country Teasers,
Roy Ayers,
Massinfluence,
the Soft Cell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Schoolly D,
The Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fortunes,
F. McDonald,
Depeche Mode,
Kenny Larkin,
Lakeside,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Y Pants,
Nirvana,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Archie Shepp,
Bob Dylan,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swans,
Joe Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Real Kids,
Warsaw,
Black Moon,
Duran Duran,
Erasure,
Basic Channel,
John Lydon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Thee Headcoats,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fugs,
the Bar-Kays,
Sight & Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
Lightning Bolt,
Porter Ricks,
Boz Scaggs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Normal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Angry Samoans,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joe Finger,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yusef Lateef,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Sherman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-102,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.