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 Cameroon and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Dark Day to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a guitar 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 marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Spoonie Gee,
Freddie Wadling,
The Barracudas,
Ponytail,
UT,
Minutemen,
JFA,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Newcleus,
Scrapy,
Dawn Penn,
Schoolly D,
Monolake,
The Smoke,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Flag,
Niagra,
Glenn Branca,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Organ,
Tres Demented,
MDC,
Funkadelic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delta 5,
The Stooges,
Scion,
Joy Division,
Minor Threat,
Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
John Coltrane,
Cymande,
Country Teasers,
The New Christs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Bowie,
Mr. Review,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
Aural Exciters,
Erasure,
Procol Harum,
Funky Four + One,
The Busters,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Electric Prunes,
the Germs,
Circle Jerks,
Das Ding,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Order,
Iggy Pop,
AZ,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.