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 Netherlands and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Invisible to the rock 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin 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 synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Television Personalities,
Arab on Radar,
The Vogues,
Silicon Teens,
Guru Guru,
Nas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Panda Bear,
Cybotron,
Slick Rick,
The Cosmic Jokers,
10cc,
Yazoo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry's Kids,
The Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scratch Acid,
Terry Callier,
Ludus,
Mo-Dettes,
The Toasters,
The Barracudas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Howard Jones,
Junior Murvin,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Bill Near,
Cheater Slicks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Grauzone,
B.T. Express,
Eurythmics,
The American Breed,
The Mojo Men,
Camberwell Now,
Monolake,
The Slackers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chris & Cosey,
Rosa Yemen,
Essential Logic,
Motorama,
Bobby Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
T. Rex,
Eve St. Jones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ice-T,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sam Rivers,
The Grass Roots,
The Real Kids,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
X-101,
Rufus Thomas,
The Associates,
Tim Buckley,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.