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 Indonesia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Soft Cell to the electroclash 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Minutemen,
Nils Olav,
Kenny Larkin,
Slave,
Quantec,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Flag,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quando Quango,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Techniques,
Circle Jerks,
Zero Boys,
Sun City Girls,
The Human League,
Interpol,
Wasted Youth,
Nico,
Todd Terry,
The Gories,
Mission of Burma,
a-ha,
Can,
Lower 48,
Bush Tetras,
Magma,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thee Headcoats,
Sam Rivers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Germs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grey Daturas,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Durutti Column,
The Angels of Light,
Theoretical Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dead C,
The Offenders,
Black Sheep,
Wings,
Charles Mingus,
Tears for Fears,
MDC,
Deepchord,
Bobby Womack,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Al Stewart,
Country Teasers,
Agitation Free,
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.