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 Bahrain and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kango’s Stein Massive 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a mellotron 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Bill Wells,
Erasure,
Skaos,
The Mojo Men,
Letta Mbulu,
cv313,
Kayak,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ossler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sonics,
The Index,
Ituana,
the Association,
Iggy Pop,
DJ Sneak,
Delta 5,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sarah Menescal,
The United States of America,
Absolute Body Control,
Bill Near,
the Soft Cell,
Crooked Eye,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rites of Spring,
Skriet,
The Kinks,
Donny Hathaway,
48th St. Collective,
The Star Department,
Clear Light,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Judy Mowatt,
The Red Krayola,
The Leaves,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Warsaw,
Q65,
The Gories,
The Slits,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pantaleimon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Real Kids,
Swans,
The Fugs,
Cameo,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flamin' Groovies,
A Certain Ratio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lower 48,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.