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 Indonesia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Steve Hackett to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar 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 guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Warren Ellis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Evens,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shoche,
The Residents,
Echospace,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Grauzone,
Blossom Toes,
Ohio Players,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Don Cherry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Robert Hood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minny Pops,
Harry Pussy,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare,
Drexciya,
Suicide,
Adolescents,
Ralphi Rosario,
Boz Scaggs,
Lakeside,
Jacques Brel,
John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roger Hodgson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Agent Orange,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
Connie Case,
The Star Department,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fortunes,
Oblivians,
David McCallum,
Girls At Our Best!,
Matthew Halsall,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Amazonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The American Breed,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
The Buckinghams,
Scion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Sister Nancy,
Minnie Riperton,
R.M.O.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hasil Adkins,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.