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 Salvador.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Marshall Jefferson to the rock 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
The Grass Roots,
Surgeon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Massinfluence,
Make Up,
Alice Coltrane,
The Pretty Things,
Man Eating Sloth,
Suburban Knight,
The Shadows of Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Germs,
Stetsasonic,
The Angels of Light,
Wolf Eyes,
Agitation Free,
Warren Ellis,
Section 25,
T.S.O.L.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Byrd,
Bill Wells,
Sixth Finger,
The Invisible,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Parry Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
D'Angelo,
Steve Hackett,
Audionom,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Barracudas,
Brothers Johnson,
Dark Day,
Arcadia,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yaz,
Harmonia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Green,
In Retrospect,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacob Miller,
A Certain Ratio,
Deakin,
Danielle Patucci,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Todd Terry,
Erasure,
The Evens,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roxy Music,
Arab on Radar,
Aswad,
Slick Rick,
Brand Nubian,
Pagans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.