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 Morocco and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Real Kids to the rock 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar 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 güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Robert Hood,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Hill,
Mandrill,
The J.B.'s,
Albert Ayler,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Howard Jones,
The Monochrome Set,
Circle Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Marmalade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Smiths,
Patti Smith,
The Count Five,
Popol Vuh,
The Real Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
Thee Headcoats,
H. Thieme,
Hot Snakes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
MC5,
Slick Rick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
KRS-One,
Japan,
Charles Mingus,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
Junior Murvin,
The Trojans,
Desert Stars,
Heaven 17,
MDC,
Lower 48,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
Ken Boothe,
Angry Samoans,
Procol Harum,
Zero Boys,
Minor Threat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang of Four,
Sound Behaviour,
Boz Scaggs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Star Department,
The Moody Blues,
Fugazi,
Alton Ellis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gap Band,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.