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 Italy and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Eve St. Jones to the rap 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Stereo Dub,
Wally Richardson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kas Product,
The Buckinghams,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gun Club,
Eden Ahbez,
Second Layer,
Bush Tetras,
Junior Murvin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ronnie Foster,
The Techniques,
Shuggie Otis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Thee Headcoats,
Television Personalities,
Carl Craig,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stetsasonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Metal Thangz,
Quadrant,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arcadia,
Boz Scaggs,
Visage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sandy B,
Fela Kuti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Matthew Halsall,
MC5,
Fear,
Fad Gadget,
The Selecter,
A Certain Ratio,
Excepter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sonny Sharrock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cure,
These Immortal Souls,
Sound Behaviour,
Traffic Nightmare,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.