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 Palau and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Nico to the jazz 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 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 oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül,
The Zeros,
The Remains,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soulsonic Force,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gong,
Barbara Tucker,
Mo-Dettes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cameo,
Eric Copeland,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rufus Thomas,
The Techniques,
Agent Orange,
Fad Gadget,
Amon Düül II,
Delta 5,
the Association,
A Certain Ratio,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed,
Flash Fearless,
Vladislav Delay,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Foxx,
PIL,
MDC,
Excepter,
Zero Boys,
Technova,
Pagans,
Hot Snakes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pylon,
Black Bananas,
The Skatalites,
Ralphi Rosario,
FM Einheit,
Animal Collective,
Robert Wyatt,
Little Man,
Severed Heads,
Metal Thangz,
Alison Limerick,
Bronski Beat,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Byrd,
Anthony Braxton,
Moss Icon,
Crooked Eye,
The Misunderstood,
Joensuu 1685,
This Heat,
The Black Dice,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.