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 Libya and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Unrelated Segments to the grime 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 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 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
Harmonia,
Ohio Players,
Flipper,
Joey Negro,
The Evens,
Camberwell Now,
Delta 5,
The Cowsills,
Ten City,
Reuben Wilson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boredoms,
Sun City Girls,
Joy Division,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kurtis Blow,
Fela Kuti,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Sheep,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker,
Lyres,
The Sonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scientists,
Whodini,
Jacob Miller,
Lalann,
L. Decosne,
Yellowson,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sound,
the Germs,
Q65,
Neil Young,
The Victims,
The Wake,
Underground Resistance,
Anthony Braxton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül,
The Happenings,
Urselle,
Vainqueur,
Arcadia,
Scan 7,
Matthew Bourne,
Pere Ubu,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.