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 Solomon Islands 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantytec,
Cybotron,
The Saints,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scan 7,
Section 25,
Camouflage,
Von Mondo,
Ornette Coleman,
Organ,
Cheater Slicks,
The Names,
F. McDonald,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lakeside,
Wolf Eyes,
Yazoo,
Ituana,
Derrick Morgan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Althea and Donna,
Nils Olav,
Skarface,
David Bowie,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
Sister Nancy,
Toni Rubio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Doors,
Maurizio,
Television,
Grey Daturas,
Blancmange,
Bob Dylan,
The Neon Judgement,
John Coltrane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sound,
The Tremeloes,
World's Most,
This Heat,
Theoretical Girls,
The Standells,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Charles Mingus,
Amazonics,
Marvin Gaye,
Ice-T,
Ossler,
EPMD,
Eddi Front,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Glambeats Corp.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.