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 Antigua and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bobby Sherman 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba 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 guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Neon Judgement,
Trumans Water,
Severed Heads,
Chrome,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Royal Trux,
The Standells,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soulsonic Force,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The J.B.'s,
Ken Boothe,
Cal Tjader,
The Offenders,
Ronan,
Grauzone,
John Foxx,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terrestrial Tones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Electric Prunes,
Rapeman,
The Mojo Men,
Malaria!,
Anakelly,
The Move,
Grey Daturas,
Jawbox,
Gang Green,
Tomorrow,
Quando Quango,
Terry Callier,
Nas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Seeds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerri Chandler,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minor Threat,
Model 500,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fatback Band,
48th St. Collective,
The Music Machine,
The Leaves,
Joe Smooth,
Smog,
Roger Hodgson,
B.T. Express,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
Dave Gahan,
James White and The Blacks,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Germs,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.