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 Senegal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kerrie Biddell to the techno 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron 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 linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mr. Review,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Unwound,
Andrew Hill,
Avey Tare,
Rites of Spring,
Icehouse,
Black Sheep,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
China Crisis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sight & Sound,
Faraquet,
Lyres,
OOIOO,
La Düsseldorf,
Schoolly D,
Hashim,
Lou Christie,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crash Course in Science,
K-Klass,
Average White Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aural Exciters,
Country Teasers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
8 Eyed Spy,
Model 500,
Duran Duran,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soft Cell,
The Smoke,
Suicide,
Davy DMX,
Zero Boys,
Accadde A,
Negative Approach,
The Doors,
Bobby Byrd,
Whodini,
kango's stein massive,
Thompson Twins,
Shuggie Otis,
Erykah Badu,
Swans,
The Slackers,
Ronan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lungfish,
Guru Guru,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
Cameo,
The Searchers,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.