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 Burundi and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pantaleimon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lower 48,
Kayak,
Rotary Connection,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dead Boys,
Scrapy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bob Dylan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sällskapet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
10cc,
The Young Rascals,
the Association,
CMW,
Saccharine Trust,
The Durutti Column,
Junior Murvin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Graham Central Station,
The Index,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cramps,
Youth Brigade,
Urselle,
The Electric Prunes,
The Happenings,
Jawbox,
FM Einheit,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dawn Penn,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Soft Cell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül,
Half Japanese,
Brass Construction,
Shuggie Otis,
Kas Product,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lucky Dragons,
The Modern Lovers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mission of Burma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Moon,
Wolf Eyes,
Slick Rick,
Stetsasonic,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.