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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar 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 Shuggie Otis to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a güiro 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 güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Robert Görl,
La Düsseldorf,
Terry Callier,
The Young Rascals,
Vladislav Delay,
New Order,
the Normal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Maurizio,
Laurel Aitken,
Babytalk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tim Buckley,
The Monks,
Khruangbin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slits,
The Fortunes,
Ronnie Foster,
Joensuu 1685,
Newcleus,
Matthew Bourne,
David McCallum,
Crime,
Grandmaster Flash,
Index,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Main Source,
Minny Pops,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shoche,
Deadbeat,
Cybotron,
Al Stewart,
Mission of Burma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ken Boothe,
Excepter,
the Germs,
The Knickerbockers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Minutemen,
Warren Ellis,
Echospace,
Rekid,
Can,
Minnie Riperton,
Goldenarms,
Nils Olav,
The Pretty Things,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Michelle Simonal,
Moebius,
Marvin Gaye,
Blossom Toes,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.