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 Turkey and from Taipei.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Qualms to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Wings,
Nas,
Agitation Free,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
JFA,
Tears for Fears,
Mandrill,
Nils Olav,
Grey Daturas,
Gabor Szabo,
Section 25,
Visage,
The Victims,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cramps,
The Residents,
The Sound,
Funkadelic,
Fad Gadget,
Josef K,
Gastr Del Sol,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick Morgan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aloha Tigers,
Pole,
Barrington Levy,
Max Romeo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bill Wells,
Echospace,
the Normal,
Jeru the Damaja,
Unwound,
Delta 5,
E-Dancer,
Sun City Girls,
a-ha,
Make Up,
Y Pants,
Letta Mbulu,
Deadbeat,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joy Division,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Sherman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Q65,
Lightning Bolt,
New York Dolls,
The Pretty Things,
This Heat,
Slick Rick,
Icehouse,
Kevin Saunderson,
Anakelly,
Malaria!,
Moebius,
Gichy Dan,
Eli Mardock,
Vladislav Delay,
The American Breed,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.