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 Slovakia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 CMW to the jazz 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba 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 guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Suicide,
Camouflage,
The Invisible,
Don Cherry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Buzzcocks,
Sex Pistols,
Hardrive,
Quadrant,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
The Fortunes,
The Raincoats,
La Düsseldorf,
The Knickerbockers,
Yaz,
Michelle Simonal,
Wire,
L. Decosne,
B.T. Express,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Neil Young,
Donny Hathaway,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nils Olav,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Con Funk Shun,
The Birthday Party,
Siglo XX,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suburban Knight,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
Pere Ubu,
Ohio Players,
The Fuzztones,
Laurel Aitken,
Guru Guru,
Metal Thangz,
Ultra Naté,
Janne Schatter,
The Mummies,
The Cure,
Amon Düül,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlback,
In Retrospect,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vainqueur,
Lakeside,
Kerri Chandler,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sexual Harrassment,
Second Layer,
Brand Nubian,
The Mojo Men,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.