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 Mozambique and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar 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 sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blancmange,
Derrick Morgan,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultravox,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Whodini,
Minny Pops,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Supertramp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camouflage,
Dead Boys,
Simply Red,
Peter & Gordon,
Kas Product,
In Retrospect,
Oblivians,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faraquet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Max Romeo,
Connie Case,
Kenny Larkin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Circle Jerks,
F. McDonald,
World's Most,
Derrick May,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pulsallama,
Nils Olav,
Cecil Taylor,
Sixth Finger,
Scientists,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Seeds,
R.M.O.,
Deepchord,
Laurel Aitken,
Davy DMX,
Eric Dolphy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultra Naté,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deadbeat,
The Red Krayola,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rekid,
Joensuu 1685,
Deakin,
James White and The Blacks,
John Cale,
Model 500,
The Evens,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Arcadia,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.