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 Micronesia and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord 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 harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Soulsonic Force,
Freddie Wadling,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster,
Johnny Clarke,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Coltrane,
Pussy Galore,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
T.S.O.L.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jandek,
Hasil Adkins,
The Pop Group,
Infiniti,
Gong,
a-ha,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Cluster,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
The Mighty Diamonds,
K-Klass,
Marvin Gaye,
Index,
DJ Sneak,
Tommy Roe,
Minutemen,
Can,
Angry Samoans,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Womack,
Outsiders,
Archie Shepp,
Negative Approach,
Nico,
Eddi Front,
Second Layer,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Youth Brigade,
In Retrospect,
Agent Orange,
Soft Machine,
Hot Snakes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deadbeat,
Whodini,
Lindisfarne,
June of 44,
Mr. Review,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonic Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Parry Music,
Black Moon,
The Moleskins,
Tim Buckley,
Audionom,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.