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 Vanuatu 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Archie Shepp to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt 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?
Model 500,
Marmalade,
Robert Wyatt,
Roxette,
Essential Logic,
One Last Wish,
Rhythm & Sound,
David McCallum,
The Velvet Underground,
Groovy Waters,
Scratch Acid,
Yellowson,
Kenny Larkin,
Absolute Body Control,
Big Daddy Kane,
Television,
Swell Maps,
Q and Not U,
8 Eyed Spy,
Laurel Aitken,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yazoo,
Lower 48,
Tubeway Army,
The Fortunes,
The Saints,
the Sonics,
Mantronix,
Shoche,
Half Japanese,
Lindisfarne,
Rapeman,
Carl Craig,
Tim Buckley,
The Slits,
Inner City,
These Immortal Souls,
Cal Tjader,
Fatback Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Ponytail,
T. Rex,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wally Richardson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joensuu 1685,
Maurizio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Can,
Minor Threat,
The Moody Blues,
ABBA,
Slave,
Fluxion,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Five Americans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ludus,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.