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 Sudan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Techniques to the rock 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Television,
KRS-One,
10cc,
New Order,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deakin,
Magma,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
The Offenders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Interpol,
Tim Buckley,
The Moleskins,
The Zeros,
the Fania All-Stars,
Maurizio,
Cybotron,
the Germs,
the Sonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jandek,
Rakim,
Josef K,
Jacques Brel,
Marine Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Pantytec,
Motorama,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers,
Technova,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
Suicide,
The Moody Blues,
Ralphi Rosario,
Depeche Mode,
Lower 48,
Camouflage,
John Cale,
Moebius,
Tomorrow,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Move,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Warsaw,
Half Japanese,
Sam Rivers,
Model 500,
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Copeland,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.