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 Seychelles and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Simply Red to the rap 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer 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 rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Sherman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mark Hollis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
Qualms,
Motorama,
Bob Dylan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Silicon Teens,
Pantaleimon,
The Fall,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
Magma,
Funky Four + One,
Nirvana,
Johnny Osbourne,
Au Pairs,
Flash Fearless,
T. Rex,
Byron Stingily,
Bill Wells,
Juan Atkins,
Depeche Mode,
Max Romeo,
Ice-T,
Aural Exciters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cecil Taylor,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sound Behaviour,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Colin Newman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gong,
UT,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vainqueur,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Michelle Simonal,
The Vogues,
Ituana,
Donald Byrd,
Aswad,
EPMD,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Residents,
Delta 5,
The Beau Brummels,
Morten Harket,
The Blackbyrds,
Whodini,
Joe Finger,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.