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 Botswana and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Vladislav Delay to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar 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 rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Wire,
Ossler,
Livin' Joy,
Barry Ungar,
Graham Central Station,
FM Einheit,
James White and The Blacks,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra,
The Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deakin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
Malaria!,
The Blackbyrds,
Bronski Beat,
The Fortunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Darondo,
Soul II Soul,
Fort Wilson Riot,
PIL,
Q and Not U,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nirvana,
the Human League,
Excepter,
Alison Limerick,
Scientists,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pagans,
Television,
Deepchord,
The Count Five,
The Monks,
The Fire Engines,
Archie Shepp,
The Searchers,
Quadrant,
Ultravox,
The Velvet Underground,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pylon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Near,
Depeche Mode,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Oblivians,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.