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 Mali and from London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Nirvana to the techno 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Kaleidoscope,
Q65,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Leonard Cohen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Human League,
China Crisis,
Oneida,
Jeff Mills,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gong,
Desert Stars,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Smiths,
Siglo XX,
Freddie Wadling,
Reagan Youth,
Dark Day,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
R.M.O.,
Mantronix,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Monochrome Set,
The Detroit Cobras,
Index,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Nick Fraelich,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust,
Gang of Four,
The Mojo Men,
Visage,
Lucky Dragons,
Flipper,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joe Finger,
One Last Wish,
Eden Ahbez,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Black Dice,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nirvana,
T. Rex,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.