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 South Africa and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Altered Images to the dance 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ 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 theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Sällskapet,
The Fortunes,
The Fugs,
Quando Quango,
Prince Buster,
Talk Talk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yellowson,
Don Cherry,
Bang On A Can,
The Pretty Things,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Charles Mingus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Toni Rubio,
Camouflage,
Sixth Finger,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
Clear Light,
Cluster,
Half Japanese,
Ponytail,
Bronski Beat,
The Zeros,
Funky Four + One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tim Buckley,
The Saints,
Interpol,
The Slits,
Infiniti,
Lightning Bolt,
Schoolly D,
A Flock of Seagulls,
One Last Wish,
MC5,
The Gun Club,
Jandek,
Hoover,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Christie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ten City,
B.T. Express,
Agitation Free,
Hasil Adkins,
Tommy Roe,
Hashim,
The Slackers,
Skaos,
The Count Five,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
The Neon Judgement,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.