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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Faust to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
These Immortal Souls,
Thompson Twins,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Godley & Creme,
Ossler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Enemy,
The J.B.'s,
Lungfish,
Lower 48,
Schoolly D,
David Axelrod,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fugazi,
Excepter,
The Young Rascals,
The Cure,
Kerri Chandler,
ABC,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moebius,
Black Bananas,
Saccharine Trust,
Deakin,
EPMD,
Marc Almond,
The Mojo Men,
Donny Hathaway,
Dead Boys,
Wire,
The Barracudas,
This Heat,
The Star Department,
48th St. Collective,
Banda Bassotti,
Oneida,
10cc,
The Seeds,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nas,
cv313,
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Panda Bear,
Bush Tetras,
The Grass Roots,
Scratch Acid,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Little Man,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.