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 Solomon Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Boredoms to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare 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?
the Swans,
U.S. Maple,
Procol Harum,
DJ Style,
Laurel Aitken,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New Age Steppers,
Mars,
Bobby Sherman,
Minnie Riperton,
Q and Not U,
The Gun Club,
DJ Sneak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Guru Guru,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stiv Bators,
Mark Hollis,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
Kas Product,
Camberwell Now,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sarah Menescal,
Brand Nubian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nas,
Das Ding,
Sonic Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Audionom,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Intrusion,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gories,
Dave Gahan,
The J.B.'s,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Suicide,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Invisible,
Fear,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Clear Light,
Derrick May,
Excepter,
Joe Finger,
T.S.O.L.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Todd Rundgren,
Boz Scaggs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.