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 Iran and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Icehouse to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba 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 synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
The Smoke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter & Gordon,
Scott Walker,
Rotary Connection,
U.S. Maple,
Michelle Simonal,
The Litter,
Henry Cow,
The J.B.'s,
Vladislav Delay,
Gichy Dan,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Pop Group,
Youth Brigade,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Severed Heads,
Graham Central Station,
FM Einheit,
Das Ding,
UT,
JFA,
John Holt,
Los Fastidios,
Joe Smooth,
Rosa Yemen,
The Last Poets,
Country Teasers,
Chris Corsano,
Spandau Ballet,
Kas Product,
Ultra Naté,
The Skatalites,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Mills,
Roger Hodgson,
Young Marble Giants,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terry Callier,
Section 25,
The Golliwogs,
New Order,
EPMD,
Yusef Lateef,
Kenny Larkin,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
Half Japanese,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crash Course in Science,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cowsills,
Patti Smith,
The Modern Lovers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.