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 Denmark and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 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 arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Model 500,
The Music Machine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Clear Light,
Soft Machine,
Morten Harket,
Altered Images,
X-Ray Spex,
Minny Pops,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter & Gordon,
Gichy Dan,
Slick Rick,
Max Romeo,
Camouflage,
Nas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fugs,
Todd Rundgren,
The New Christs,
The Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rosa Yemen,
Nils Olav,
Prince Buster,
Make Up,
Lucky Dragons,
Faraquet,
Silicon Teens,
Grauzone,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joy Division,
The Grass Roots,
Gabor Szabo,
H. Thieme,
Television Personalities,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Danielle Patucci,
D'Angelo,
The Gladiators,
The Divine Comedy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lungfish,
Marine Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Maurizio,
a-ha,
Robert Hood,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.