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 Sudan and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dual Sessions to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Green,
K-Klass,
Boz Scaggs,
Agitation Free,
Von Mondo,
The Neon Judgement,
Gong,
Audionom,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Mills,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Black Dice,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Clear Light,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott Heron,
Suburban Knight,
Fear,
Tom Boy,
Livin' Joy,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang of Four,
Minny Pops,
Lungfish,
H. Thieme,
Anakelly,
Robert Wyatt,
The Toasters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yaz,
Marvin Gaye,
The Pretty Things,
Kerri Chandler,
The Slits,
The Fire Engines,
Pole,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donald Byrd,
Masters at Work,
The Wake,
Essential Logic,
Sandy B,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slave,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ten City,
Colin Newman,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.