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 Japan and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Metal Thangz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes 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 snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare,
New Order,
Oblivians,
Circle Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Donny Hathaway,
Thompson Twins,
Blossom Toes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Judy Mowatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Harry Pussy,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Jesper Dahlback,
Duran Duran,
Henry Cow,
James White and The Blacks,
Lalann,
Bronski Beat,
OOIOO,
Bluetip,
Ultravox,
Dennis Brown,
Al Stewart,
Dead Boys,
The Cramps,
Agitation Free,
Second Layer,
Letta Mbulu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stiv Bators,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
EPMD,
10cc,
Faust,
Wally Richardson,
Von Mondo,
Crime,
Average White Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Tubeway Army,
Thee Headcoats,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marc Almond,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
a-ha,
Cecil Taylor,
Bang On A Can,
Colin Newman,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.