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 Lesotho and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Marine Girls to the disco 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe 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 guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Colin Newman,
The Fugs,
The Angels of Light,
Altered Images,
June Days,
Bang On A Can,
Quantec,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New York Dolls,
The Fortunes,
Radiohead,
Wings,
John Foxx,
Stockholm Monsters,
Shuggie Otis,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare,
Faraquet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faust,
Soft Cell,
X-102,
JFA,
FM Einheit,
Pussy Galore,
The Martian,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
Bill Wells,
Main Source,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Albert Ayler,
Ossler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Anthony Braxton,
Ten City,
Blake Baxter,
John Holt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Simply Red,
The Index,
Mantronix,
Qualms,
Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Morten Harket,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Can,
Young Marble Giants,
CMW,
Rekid,
Nirvana,
Bad Manners,
Neu!,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.