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 Mexico and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Clear Light to the rap 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
The Five Americans,
CMW,
Oblivians,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Easy Going,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
Pussy Galore,
Eurythmics,
Girls At Our Best!,
Main Source,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
LL Cool J,
Donny Hathaway,
Ken Boothe,
Guru Guru,
Qualms,
Gong,
the Fania All-Stars,
One Last Wish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Infiniti,
The Black Dice,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers,
Accadde A,
New Age Steppers,
The Motions,
The Gun Club,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nas,
Masters at Work,
Chris & Cosey,
Alice Coltrane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joyce Sims,
Sun Ra,
Steve Hackett,
Drexciya,
Kayak,
Suicide,
AZ,
The Buckinghams,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sandy B,
Grey Daturas,
Man Parrish,
The Divine Comedy,
Lalann,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Bar-Kays,
Maleditus Sound,
E-Dancer,
Buzzcocks,
Circle Jerks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.