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 Tunisia and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Human League to the jazz 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Chrome,
The Smoke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hardrive,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fat Boys,
Godley & Creme,
The Velvet Underground,
The Toasters,
Idris Muhammad,
Eden Ahbez,
Bush Tetras,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang of Four,
Danielle Patucci,
Malaria!,
The Fire Engines,
Rod Modell,
June Days,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Arcadia,
Neil Young,
Intrusion,
Marmalade,
The Dirtbombs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Panda Bear,
The Music Machine,
JFA,
The Cramps,
The Fall,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nik Kershaw,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cowsills,
The Tremeloes,
Audionom,
Delta 5,
Sister Nancy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
UT,
Marine Girls,
Grauzone,
Camberwell Now,
The Victims,
Ultravox,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
Barrington Levy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wolf Eyes,
Deakin,
Public Enemy,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Piero Umiliani,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.