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 Argentina and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Cecil Taylor to the electroclash 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord 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 linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Leaves,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
JFA,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Modern Lovers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Subhumans,
Kurtis Blow,
The Litter,
Shoche,
Visage,
Eric B and Rakim,
Deepchord,
Dawn Penn,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eurythmics,
The Fall,
The Vogues,
Aloha Tigers,
Oneida,
The Knickerbockers,
Sound Behaviour,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Minor Threat,
The Black Dice,
Roxy Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Roger Hodgson,
One Last Wish,
Lyres,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television,
Jandek,
Eden Ahbez,
R.M.O.,
Blancmange,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New York Dolls,
Harry Pussy,
MC5,
Avey Tare,
The Fuzztones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
Eric Copeland,
The Barracudas,
The Toasters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kas Product,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cecil Taylor,
Groovy Waters,
Tears for Fears,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reagan Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.