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 Papua New Guinea and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy Collins,
The Wake,
Rapeman,
Ponytail,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Shadows of Knight,
Banda Bassotti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Archie Shepp,
Aaron Thompson,
Donald Byrd,
FM Einheit,
World's Most,
Joey Negro,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Zeros,
The Dirtbombs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Dead C,
The Gories,
Amon Düül,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Names,
Godley & Creme,
Sister Nancy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Womack,
Bizarre Inc.,
Essential Logic,
Swell Maps,
The Birthday Party,
B.T. Express,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Colin Newman,
Slave,
Anthony Braxton,
Dark Day,
Suburban Knight,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors,
Trumans Water,
The Searchers,
The Count Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines,
the Association,
Toni Rubio,
Maurizio,
John Coltrane,
Nas,
OOIOO,
X-102,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Offenders,
Big Daddy Kane,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.