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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lalo Schifrin to the dance 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Cheater Slicks,
FM Einheit,
Charles Mingus,
Lyres,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
Popol Vuh,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sällskapet,
Faust,
Ultravox,
Banda Bassotti,
A Flock of Seagulls,
JFA,
Alice Coltrane,
Sex Pistols,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fad Gadget,
The Invisible,
The Skatalites,
Scrapy,
Lalann,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Donny Hathaway,
The Names,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camouflage,
Matthew Halsall,
Sugar Minott,
Kaleidoscope,
Arab on Radar,
Morten Harket,
Circle Jerks,
The Zeros,
Reagan Youth,
Fat Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Panda Bear,
Carl Craig,
The Cosmic Jokers,
D'Angelo,
Sparks,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
Funkadelic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick May,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed,
Glenn Branca,
Man Parrish,
Anakelly,
Stiv Bators,
Joe Smooth,
Suburban Knight,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.