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 Fiji and from New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Nik Kershaw,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Severed Heads,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Popol Vuh,
Bronski Beat,
The Shadows of Knight,
K-Klass,
Robert Hood,
The Real Kids,
Livin' Joy,
Dark Day,
Deepchord,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Newcleus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Babytalk,
Con Funk Shun,
The Pretty Things,
Ken Boothe,
Lakeside,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Buzzcocks,
Motorama,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Whodini,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Surgeon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crispian St. Peters,
Minor Threat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rapeman,
The Black Dice,
Moebius,
Monks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oblivians,
Section 25,
Kurtis Blow,
The Evens,
Ossler,
The Gap Band,
Andrew Hill,
Wasted Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
PIL,
EPMD,
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.