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 Indonesia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Motorama to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a chamberlin and a sitar 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 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
The Modern Lovers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Von Mondo,
The Black Dice,
Bluetip,
Hot Snakes,
Juan Atkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neil Young,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Section 25,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Green,
Mars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eddi Front,
DJ Style,
Model 500,
Altered Images,
Flipper,
The Barracudas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Circle Jerks,
Faraquet,
Joensuu 1685,
The Evens,
Outsiders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arab on Radar,
PIL,
The Neon Judgement,
Mission of Burma,
The Happenings,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
Duran Duran,
Black Flag,
Johnny Clarke,
Jacques Brel,
The Remains,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Durutti Column,
Wally Richardson,
The Mojo Men,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mo-Dettes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter & Gordon,
Quando Quango,
F. McDonald,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Selecter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.