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 Slovenia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Von Mondo to the rap 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Wasted Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Unwound,
Marine Girls,
Dark Day,
Hoover,
Swans,
Robert Hood,
Ultravox,
Oneida,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
Ohio Players,
Main Source,
Ronnie Foster,
MDC,
The Fugs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fall,
Nico,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Enemy,
Thompson Twins,
The Grass Roots,
the Bar-Kays,
T.S.O.L.,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Moon,
Faraquet,
John Foxx,
Eric B and Rakim,
Leonard Cohen,
In Retrospect,
Kas Product,
Chris & Cosey,
Boz Scaggs,
The Martian,
Byron Stingily,
Fugazi,
The Monochrome Set,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Terry,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amazonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Subhumans,
Wolf Eyes,
Prince Buster,
Pagans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Leaves,
The Durutti Column,
Sällskapet,
Letta Mbulu,
Smog,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.