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 Djibouti and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the disco 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba 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 güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Dual Sessions,
Camberwell Now,
the Germs,
LL Cool J,
Monks,
Fugazi,
The Leaves,
Peter and Kerry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Goldenarms,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alison Limerick,
Danielle Patucci,
B.T. Express,
Bad Manners,
The J.B.'s,
Flipper,
The Five Americans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roxy Music,
Archie Shepp,
Masters at Work,
ABC,
Guru Guru,
Blossom Toes,
David McCallum,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Funky Four + One,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cal Tjader,
Massinfluence,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kevin Saunderson,
Wally Richardson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Almond,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skaos,
Half Japanese,
Godley & Creme,
Boogie Down Productions,
Steve Hackett,
Moss Icon,
Absolute Body Control,
Chris Corsano,
Panda Bear,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Halsall,
Pole,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.