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 Tanzania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cecil Taylor to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
The Monochrome Set,
Circle Jerks,
10cc,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Gang Dance,
DNA,
Mantronix,
The Young Rascals,
H. Thieme,
Thee Headcoats,
Marc Almond,
Radiopuhelimet,
MDC,
The Invisible,
Alphaville,
Matthew Bourne,
Kas Product,
Unwound,
Sun Ra,
Alison Limerick,
Black Moon,
Ohio Players,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wally Richardson,
Blake Baxter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Glenn Branca,
Adolescents,
Terry Callier,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Main Source,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Slackers,
Al Stewart,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Silicon Teens,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Finger,
Agitation Free,
Gichy Dan,
Shuggie Otis,
The American Breed,
PIL,
Grauzone,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Skatalites,
Pole,
Los Fastidios,
Kenny Larkin,
Soft Cell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MC5,
David Bowie,
Eric Copeland,
the Soft Cell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
a-ha,
Robert Görl,
Little Man,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.