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 Senegal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lyres to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Blossom Toes,
Danielle Patucci,
Ludus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed,
Panda Bear,
MDC,
Slave,
Trumans Water,
Harry Pussy,
Parry Music,
The Invisible,
Brass Construction,
Charles Mingus,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
The Martian,
Fad Gadget,
The Smoke,
Tom Boy,
The Fugs,
Donald Byrd,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
CMW,
Dennis Brown,
The American Breed,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Osbourne,
Idris Muhammad,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thompson Twins,
Arthur Verocai,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
X-102,
Todd Terry,
Lyres,
Television Personalities,
The Vogues,
Tim Buckley,
Drexciya,
The Litter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deadbeat,
Wings,
The Count Five,
Q and Not U,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Prince Buster,
Grauzone,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.