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 Bangladesh and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops 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 disco 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 linndrum and a guitar 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 chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Pulsallama,
Sarah Menescal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roger Hodgson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Busters,
Gang Starr,
Newcleus,
Bluetip,
Hashim,
Andrew Hill,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Main Source,
Das Ding,
The Count Five,
Urselle,
The Techniques,
Jacques Brel,
The Saints,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Angels of Light,
Soul Sonic Force,
Leonard Cohen,
Suburban Knight,
Aloha Tigers,
Chrome,
Mr. Review,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yazoo,
Radio Birdman,
Ultravox,
The Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Interpol,
Joy Division,
Amon Düül II,
Duran Duran,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gap Band,
Funky Four + One,
Livin' Joy,
Yellowson,
Motorama,
Yusef Lateef,
Inner City,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Piero Umiliani,
Connie Case,
Henry Cow,
Nas,
Kas Product,
Tommy Roe,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Grass Roots,
OOIOO,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.