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 Tonga and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Trumans Water to the funk 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a clarinet 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 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Con Funk Shun,
Young Marble Giants,
New York Dolls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sixth Finger,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Subhumans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Josef K,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Parry Music,
Crash Course in Science,
The Golliwogs,
Talk Talk,
Laurel Aitken,
Lungfish,
Public Image Ltd.,
One Last Wish,
Erasure,
Niagra,
Aural Exciters,
Magma,
The Moleskins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Litter,
X-101,
Lebanon Hanover,
Connie Case,
John Holt,
John Lydon,
The Move,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DNA,
The Residents,
B.T. Express,
Funky Four + One,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aaron Thompson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skarface,
T.S.O.L.,
Wolf Eyes,
Massinfluence,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Martian,
Minny Pops,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges,
The Names,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Procol Harum,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.