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 Iran and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bush Tetras to the grunge 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Shadows of Knight,
The New Christs,
Surgeon,
Charles Mingus,
Ponytail,
The Young Rascals,
The Fire Engines,
Blake Baxter,
Sister Nancy,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
The Cowsills,
Bad Manners,
Robert Hood,
AZ,
Pere Ubu,
Schoolly D,
Basic Channel,
The Misunderstood,
Todd Terry,
Soul II Soul,
Tom Boy,
Skarface,
Magma,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David Bowie,
The Busters,
Gang of Four,
Deadbeat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Talk Talk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Moss Icon,
Pole,
The Move,
Shoche,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Womack,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hoover,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eden Ahbez,
the Association,
Q65,
Fad Gadget,
ABC,
The Vogues,
Erykah Badu,
The Index,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Germs,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.