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 Panama and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Bob Dylan to the rock 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Ronan,
Minutemen,
Brick,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scientists,
Roxette,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ice-T,
Bootsy Collins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
Roxy Music,
Henry Cow,
Main Source,
Pantaleimon,
Angry Samoans,
The Fugs,
Symarip,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobbi Humphrey,
D'Angelo,
Lightning Bolt,
Masters at Work,
The Remains,
Arab on Radar,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Blake Baxter,
Davy DMX,
Nik Kershaw,
Mr. Review,
Guru Guru,
Subhumans,
The Victims,
Cluster,
Radiopuhelimet,
Can,
Malaria!,
Excepter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Tremeloes,
Carl Craig,
Boredoms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Groovy Waters,
Erykah Badu,
Urselle,
Flipper,
The Golliwogs,
Sun Ra,
Sex Pistols,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Busters,
The Smoke,
Donald Byrd,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker,
Drive Like Jehu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stiv Bators,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.