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 Kenya and from Copenhagen.
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 London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Trumans Water to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord 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 harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Heaven 17,
Infiniti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
cv313,
The Smiths,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cal Tjader,
Jerry's Kids,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
Das Ding,
Scan 7,
Aloha Tigers,
Scrapy,
Mandrill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
LL Cool J,
Aswad,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Birthday Party,
David Axelrod,
Altered Images,
Drexciya,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ken Boothe,
Depeche Mode,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fugazi,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bill Wells,
Yusef Lateef,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Circle Jerks,
Wings,
Intrusion,
Thompson Twins,
Brass Construction,
One Last Wish,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yaz,
Kayak,
The Real Kids,
Delta 5,
Peter & Gordon,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.