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 Liberia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Grass Roots to the grime 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet 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 spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Dual Sessions,
Amazonics,
The Trojans,
Black Flag,
Funkadelic,
Moebius,
Pierre Henry,
Wire,
Niagra,
Todd Terry,
Popol Vuh,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tim Buckley,
Brothers Johnson,
Radio Birdman,
Das Ding,
Mad Mike,
Patti Smith,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultravox,
Youth Brigade,
The Golliwogs,
The Star Department,
MDC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare,
Barbara Tucker,
Oblivians,
Albert Ayler,
The Happenings,
Arab on Radar,
Monks,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Association,
The Move,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tomorrow,
The Mojo Men,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Smiths,
New Order,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Certain Ratio,
Tom Boy,
Mo-Dettes,
Pagans,
the Normal,
Quantec,
Loose Ends,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Duran Duran,
Barry Ungar,
Danielle Patucci,
Alice Coltrane,
The Selecter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.