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 Guatemala and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skarface to the rap 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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe 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 rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Unwound,
Dual Sessions,
Nirvana,
Massinfluence,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Joyce Sims,
Scratch Acid,
Amon Düül,
Joensuu 1685,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mr. Review,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Soft Cell,
Barrington Levy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ice-T,
Todd Terry,
Bluetip,
Ultravox,
Scott Walker,
Tubeway Army,
Von Mondo,
Ken Boothe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arthur Verocai,
Chris Corsano,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roger Hodgson,
K-Klass,
Gabor Szabo,
The Barracudas,
Soulsonic Force,
John Holt,
John Foxx,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
Quadrant,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang of Four,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young,
Monolake,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobby Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sparks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Reagan Youth,
The Slackers,
Audionom,
Faust,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.