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 the UAE and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Delta 5 to the electroclash 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Grey Daturas,
Negative Approach,
Talk Talk,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Flag,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Shadows of Knight,
Johnny Clarke,
Sonic Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
Deakin,
Minutemen,
John Foxx,
Peter & Gordon,
Donald Byrd,
Pylon,
Television Personalities,
Circle Jerks,
Ronnie Foster,
Motorama,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Association,
Grauzone,
Terry Callier,
Nirvana,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
Groovy Waters,
Nas,
Robert Wyatt,
Smog,
Shoche,
Saccharine Trust,
New Order,
Spoonie Gee,
Junior Murvin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Glambeats Corp.,
Index,
Joey Negro,
MDC,
Masters at Work,
Massinfluence,
K-Klass,
The Dave Clark Five,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tres Demented,
Babytalk,
Rufus Thomas,
Fatback Band,
The Searchers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
David Bowie,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.