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 Palau and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 a-ha to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a marimba 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 synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Rekid,
The Cure,
Bad Manners,
Chris & Cosey,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare,
Crash Course in Science,
The J.B.'s,
Amazonics,
Marine Girls,
Zero Boys,
Angry Samoans,
Country Teasers,
Sparks,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cramps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Wake,
Kayak,
Toni Rubio,
Boredoms,
DJ Style,
Minny Pops,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Easy Going,
Charles Mingus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Last Poets,
Derrick May,
Gastr Del Sol,
Panda Bear,
The Mojo Men,
These Immortal Souls,
The Dead C,
Prince Buster,
Isaac Hayes,
The Five Americans,
The Gladiators,
The Young Rascals,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stereo Dub,
Bang On A Can,
Monolake,
Aswad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Barracudas,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker,
KRS-One,
The Fortunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Finger,
The Music Machine,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eden Ahbez,
The Busters,
Donald Byrd,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.