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 Antigua and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 Bang On A Can 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar 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 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,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
EPMD,
ABC,
LL Cool J,
Cal Tjader,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fire Engines,
Bang On A Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
R.M.O.,
Marc Almond,
Ten City,
Jeff Mills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Sonics,
The Monochrome Set,
The Star Department,
Letta Mbulu,
Alison Limerick,
Matthew Halsall,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dave Gahan,
Negative Approach,
The Victims,
Mission of Burma,
Grey Daturas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hoover,
Joe Smooth,
Dennis Brown,
Intrusion,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minnie Riperton,
Talk Talk,
Faust,
Scott Walker,
Terry Callier,
PIL,
Ultravox,
The Human League,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric Copeland,
This Heat,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Holt,
Yellowson,
Tim Buckley,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
Angry Samoans,
The Kinks,
Fad Gadget,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The American Breed,
Harmonia,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scan 7,
New Order,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.