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 Romania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fear to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Sex Pistols,
Lucky Dragons,
Roxy Music,
Eve St. Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Litter,
Robert Hood,
Duran Duran,
Reagan Youth,
X-101,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
Howard Jones,
DNA,
Sun City Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kas Product,
Alice Coltrane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Connie Case,
Model 500,
Robert Görl,
The Dirtbombs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
One Last Wish,
The Standells,
Sonic Youth,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Schoolly D,
Boogie Down Productions,
Slick Rick,
Lee Hazlewood,
Silicon Teens,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Simply Red,
EPMD,
Arcadia,
Nas,
Babytalk,
Derrick May,
Quadrant,
Ronan,
Pulsallama,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rekid,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soulsonic Force,
Organ,
The Wake,
Lungfish,
Half Japanese,
Minutemen,
Erasure,
Wally Richardson,
Magma,
Marvin Gaye,
Dennis Brown,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.