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 Grenada and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rapeman to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a snare 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 arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Sarah Menescal,
Skaos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
U.S. Maple,
Josef K,
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Gang of Four,
Tim Buckley,
Aaron Thompson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
Gang Starr,
Television,
Sam Rivers,
LL Cool J,
Wings,
KRS-One,
Flipper,
DJ Sneak,
Monks,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
Outsiders,
Supertramp,
Half Japanese,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scion,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
D'Angelo,
Unwound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
Tom Boy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gories,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tubeway Army,
OOIOO,
Mandrill,
Country Teasers,
Ituana,
Idris Muhammad,
Boredoms,
The Count Five,
Groovy Waters,
Ten City,
Barry Ungar,
Deakin,
Duran Duran,
Todd Rundgren,
Eurythmics,
Aloha Tigers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.