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 Venezuela and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Suburban Knight to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes 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 güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Accadde A,
Von Mondo,
Bill Near,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stereo Dub,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
These Immortal Souls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pole,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Zeros,
Second Layer,
New Order,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
X-102,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moleskins,
Pantaleimon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Selecter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marvin Gaye,
T.S.O.L.,
Livin' Joy,
Organ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wire,
Lee Hazlewood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Saints,
Sound Behaviour,
The Kinks,
Ornette Coleman,
The J.B.'s,
Grey Daturas,
Panda Bear,
Pantytec,
Mary Jane Girls,
Iggy Pop,
Stetsasonic,
Roger Hodgson,
Warren Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
Carl Craig,
Loose Ends,
Todd Terry,
Archie Shepp,
Cybotron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
La Düsseldorf,
Excepter,
Maleditus Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mad Mike,
Colin Newman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.