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 Guyana and from Houston.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Josef K to the disco 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum 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 rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Parrish,
DJ Sneak,
Barrington Levy,
The Techniques,
The Golliwogs,
U.S. Maple,
Goldenarms,
Aural Exciters,
Erasure,
Popol Vuh,
Gichy Dan,
Organ,
the Slits,
the Association,
Barry Ungar,
The Grass Roots,
Max Romeo,
The Monks,
The Index,
Marine Girls,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Sheep,
The Zeros,
Ludus,
The Gladiators,
The Count Five,
Graham Central Station,
Scrapy,
The Standells,
These Immortal Souls,
Surgeon,
Rapeman,
48th St. Collective,
The Selecter,
Fluxion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sugar Minott,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
Boredoms,
Harmonia,
F. McDonald,
Arcadia,
Bang On A Can,
Amazonics,
Amon Düül,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brand Nubian,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fall,
China Crisis,
One Last Wish,
Rufus Thomas,
Rod Modell,
Spandau Ballet,
Ituana,
Slave,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.