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 Thailand and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Doors to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Joensuu 1685,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun City Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sam Rivers,
Y Pants,
Albert Ayler,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Cell,
Das Ding,
Dark Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Reagan Youth,
Marine Girls,
Bobby Sherman,
The Pop Group,
Audionom,
The Real Kids,
Joe Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Christie,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Monochrome Set,
Boz Scaggs,
Quando Quango,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Livin' Joy,
Amazonics,
the Normal,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
Jacques Brel,
Joe Finger,
Jimmy McGriff,
X-101,
Supertramp,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy Collins,
Crooked Eye,
Eric Copeland,
Pagans,
Little Man,
Mantronix,
The J.B.'s,
Aloha Tigers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Wyatt,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erykah Badu,
Bill Near,
Gerry Rafferty,
Franke,
Sound Behaviour,
Minor Threat,
Thompson Twins,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.