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 Ukraine and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Boredoms to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet 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 harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
China Crisis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sam Rivers,
Swans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joensuu 1685,
Wings,
Lou Christie,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vainqueur,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delta 5,
New York Dolls,
The Star Department,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Trumans Water,
Wire,
Television Personalities,
Rod Modell,
Liliput,
the Fania All-Stars,
Talk Talk,
Tim Buckley,
Man Parrish,
Panda Bear,
Mars,
The Flesh Eaters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Malaria!,
The Human League,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fad Gadget,
Pantytec,
Magma,
DJ Style,
Anakelly,
Juan Atkins,
Ohio Players,
Thompson Twins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Tremeloes,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Porter Ricks,
Banda Bassotti,
La Düsseldorf,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Pretty Things,
Guru Guru,
Joy Division,
Niagra,
Chrome,
Beasts of Bourbon,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.