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 Australia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Spoonie Gee to the funk 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes 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 mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
The Durutti Column,
The Slits,
Angry Samoans,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hardrive,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sparks,
Aaron Thompson,
T. Rex,
Pole,
Derrick May,
The Modern Lovers,
June of 44,
Jerry's Kids,
KRS-One,
Theoretical Girls,
The Motions,
Glenn Branca,
a-ha,
Barry Ungar,
Sonic Youth,
The Wake,
Minnie Riperton,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Finger,
Tom Boy,
Byron Stingily,
Ludus,
Youth Brigade,
Roger Hodgson,
Arthur Verocai,
U.S. Maple,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
FM Einheit,
Ken Boothe,
The Music Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anakelly,
Colin Newman,
Shuggie Otis,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eli Mardock,
Neu!,
Pantytec,
Max Romeo,
Saccharine Trust,
Nico,
Soul Sonic Force,
Parry Music,
Wasted Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
Urselle,
the Swans,
John Lydon,
David Axelrod,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Television,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.