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 Nepal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Rosa Yemen to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Royal Trux,
Porter Ricks,
Gong,
Kas Product,
Stereo Dub,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Michelle Simonal,
Radio Birdman,
B.T. Express,
Chris Corsano,
Sarah Menescal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eli Mardock,
the Association,
The American Breed,
Wasted Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
One Last Wish,
Patti Smith,
The Doors,
Aswad,
Neil Young,
Second Layer,
Warren Ellis,
Icehouse,
The Dirtbombs,
Bush Tetras,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra,
Model 500,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Harmonia,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
Circle Jerks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Leaves,
Fat Boys,
John Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
UT,
The Selecter,
Gang of Four,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sonics,
Au Pairs,
Negative Approach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Green,
T.S.O.L.,
Rhythm & Sound,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Knickerbockers,
Mo-Dettes,
Erykah Badu,
Sugar Minott,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.