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 Pakistan and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Jacob Miller to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare 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 linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Television Personalities,
Josef K,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rosa Yemen,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Severed Heads,
The Pretty Things,
Royal Trux,
Sarah Menescal,
the Swans,
Blancmange,
Steve Hackett,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hot Snakes,
Minor Threat,
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deakin,
Slave,
Mary Jane Girls,
cv313,
Q65,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alphaville,
The Monochrome Set,
The Selecter,
PIL,
Derrick May,
Brass Construction,
Skaos,
Moss Icon,
Cal Tjader,
AZ,
Kurtis Blow,
Hoover,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Velvet Underground,
The Invisible,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultravox,
The Electric Prunes,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kayak,
the Germs,
The Pop Group,
Man Parrish,
Tommy Roe,
Shuggie Otis,
Mandrill,
The Black Dice,
Pantytec,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.