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 India and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jeff Mills to the techno 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator 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 theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bob Dylan,
Don Cherry,
Aloha Tigers,
Khruangbin,
Malaria!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
CMW,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Quando Quango,
Brass Construction,
Junior Murvin,
Hashim,
Banda Bassotti,
The United States of America,
John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Music Machine,
Oneida,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
Q65,
Wasted Youth,
June Days,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gerry Rafferty,
Country Teasers,
Porter Ricks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Avey Tare,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Shadows of Knight,
Easy Going,
The Cure,
Trumans Water,
Maurizio,
Eric Copeland,
Shoche,
ABC,
Duran Duran,
The Toasters,
Derrick Morgan,
Fat Boys,
K-Klass,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.