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 Tajikistan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kas Product to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar 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 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Suburban Knight,
Buzzcocks,
Model 500,
Darondo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-102,
Fad Gadget,
Banda Bassotti,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Toni Rubio,
ABBA,
Eric Dolphy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Von Mondo,
David Axelrod,
John Holt,
Judy Mowatt,
The American Breed,
Scientists,
H. Thieme,
Depeche Mode,
Wire,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang On A Can,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Germs,
Crime,
The Cure,
The Names,
Howard Jones,
Lalann,
Yazoo,
The Alarm Clocks,
DJ Sneak,
Chrome,
Flipper,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Bourne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
David McCallum,
Lungfish,
The Wake,
Average White Band,
Japan,
Cymande,
Gang of Four,
Hot Snakes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Amon Düül,
Trumans Water,
Eurythmics,
The Invisible,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.