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 Korea South and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer 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 güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Howard Jones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Inner City,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Black Pus,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
The Searchers,
Audionom,
MDC,
Vainqueur,
Pierre Henry,
Cal Tjader,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delta 5,
The Electric Prunes,
Severed Heads,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun City Girls,
Maurizio,
Eddi Front,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
Derrick Morgan,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
The Cowsills,
The Residents,
The Martian,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Green,
Cymande,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Reuben Wilson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Grauzone,
Delon & Dalcan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Porter Ricks,
The Smoke,
Todd Rundgren,
Tres Demented,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chrome,
Liliput,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.