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 Korea North and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Drive Like Jehu to the disco 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin 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 harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Deakin,
The Motions,
Ten City,
Half Japanese,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oneida,
Siglo XX,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
10cc,
Boogie Down Productions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alison Limerick,
The Buckinghams,
Janne Schatter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Toni Rubio,
Los Fastidios,
Outsiders,
Young Marble Giants,
Yaz,
The Walker Brothers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Dead C,
Lyres,
Pylon,
Jeff Mills,
Unrelated Segments,
Crash Course in Science,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gichy Dan,
The Gap Band,
Mad Mike,
Roy Ayers,
Infiniti,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barry Ungar,
Patti Smith,
Davy DMX,
China Crisis,
Visage,
PIL,
Harmonia,
Wolf Eyes,
E-Dancer,
Lungfish,
Audionom,
Reuben Wilson,
Hot Snakes,
Japan,
Maurizio,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Christie,
Vainqueur,
Rosa Yemen,
Rod Modell,
Warren Ellis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.