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 Uruguay and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Raincoats to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a 808 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 oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Livin' Joy,
Jacques Brel,
Wolf Eyes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nils Olav,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Age Steppers,
FM Einheit,
Davy DMX,
Ituana,
Amon Düül II,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young,
Dual Sessions,
Piero Umiliani,
Eve St. Jones,
LL Cool J,
Sound Behaviour,
Spandau Ballet,
Cameo,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Skriet,
Pantytec,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Starr,
Icehouse,
Infiniti,
Yusef Lateef,
Kaleidoscope,
Zapp,
The Vogues,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Reed,
The Dave Clark Five,
Glenn Branca,
Frankie Knuckles,
JFA,
Ronan,
Black Flag,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Searchers,
Pharoah Sanders,
T.S.O.L.,
James White and The Blacks,
Symarip,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Freddie Wadling,
Leonard Cohen,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
The Slits,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.