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 Pakistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 rhodes 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 Fear to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro 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 oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Pet Shop Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
The Human League,
Electric Prunes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Zero Boys,
Babytalk,
K-Klass,
Pagans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tim Buckley,
Ultra Naté,
Liliput,
Sugar Minott,
China Crisis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joy Division,
Kerri Chandler,
Arcadia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Maurizio,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dave Clark Five,
David McCallum,
Man Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Flag,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Bourne,
Barbara Tucker,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
Harry Pussy,
Subhumans,
Q65,
Bootsy Collins,
The Monks,
MC5,
Joe Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wally Richardson,
Althea and Donna,
Jacques Brel,
Wasted Youth,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Half Japanese,
Jandek,
Rod Modell,
Stereo Dub,
Gang Gang Dance,
Loose Ends,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.