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 El Salvador and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Fugs to the dance 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Guru Guru,
June Days,
Arab on Radar,
The New Christs,
Half Japanese,
Skriet,
Mr. Review,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
Brass Construction,
Black Pus,
Silicon Teens,
Donny Hathaway,
The Grass Roots,
Suburban Knight,
Second Layer,
Magma,
Scratch Acid,
The Neon Judgement,
The Move,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Cell,
Pole,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Happenings,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Big Daddy Kane,
The J.B.'s,
Deepchord,
48th St. Collective,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Enemy,
Henry Cow,
Urselle,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young,
Faraquet,
Kas Product,
Warsaw,
The Fugs,
Anthony Braxton,
JFA,
Chrome,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fat Boys,
Don Cherry,
Dave Gahan,
Animal Collective,
ABC,
The Fall,
Bluetip,
Sixth Finger,
Susan Cadogan,
Joy Division,
Fear,
Basic Channel,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
Eric Dolphy,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.