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 Japan and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 L. Decosne to the grunge 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Electric Prunes,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roy Ayers,
Ohio Players,
Kurtis Blow,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cameo,
U.S. Maple,
Scan 7,
The Standells,
Sun Ra,
Desert Stars,
Ken Boothe,
Fad Gadget,
Warren Ellis,
Max Romeo,
Eric Dolphy,
Aswad,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boz Scaggs,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barry Ungar,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
La Düsseldorf,
Charles Mingus,
Television Personalities,
Echospace,
Japan,
Don Cherry,
Livin' Joy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flash Fearless,
Mr. Review,
Q and Not U,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Prince Buster,
David McCallum,
Andrew Hill,
Rosa Yemen,
Organ,
Kerri Chandler,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeff Mills,
Intrusion,
Tom Boy,
The Modern Lovers,
Schoolly D,
Animal Collective,
Rakim,
The Gories,
Fear,
Brothers Johnson,
Section 25,
Gabor Szabo,
MC5,
Popol Vuh,
Leonard Cohen,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.