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 Uzbekistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Music Machine to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes 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 guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
DJ Style,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bluetip,
Roy Ayers,
June of 44,
Idris Muhammad,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Underground Resistance,
Vladislav Delay,
Malaria!,
The Searchers,
Spandau Ballet,
Y Pants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joyce Sims,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Juan Atkins,
Scion,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
New York Dolls,
Pagans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Raincoats,
Black Sheep,
Magazine,
Easy Going,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Newcleus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Index,
The Monks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultravox,
Connie Case,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul II Soul,
Morten Harket,
The Human League,
Scientists,
James White and The Blacks,
The Martian,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minor Threat,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Livin' Joy,
Marine Girls,
The Evens,
Banda Bassotti,
Liliput,
Deakin,
Crash Course in Science,
DJ Sneak,
Man Parrish,
the Human League,
Ten City,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.