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 Serbia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Leaves to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Ponytail,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronnie Foster,
Dennis Brown,
Magazine,
Slick Rick,
Dual Sessions,
Sparks,
Hot Snakes,
Kerri Chandler,
Steve Hackett,
Cluster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slave,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lungfish,
Procol Harum,
The Selecter,
Dead Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tubeway Army,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hoover,
Sugar Minott,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Terry,
The Standells,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Pus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rekid,
FM Einheit,
Television Personalities,
Derrick May,
The Sonics,
Can,
The Red Krayola,
Donald Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Normal,
The Leaves,
Charles Mingus,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Michelle Simonal,
Public Enemy,
The Raincoats,
Royal Trux,
The Moleskins,
D'Angelo,
Outsiders,
Absolute Body Control,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kurtis Blow,
Sarah Menescal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.