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 Tanzania and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Fall to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Misunderstood,
Bauhaus,
The Moody Blues,
Qualms,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
The Electric Prunes,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roxette,
Matthew Bourne,
Delta 5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cal Tjader,
The Residents,
Spoonie Gee,
Nirvana,
Cheater Slicks,
Slave,
Mantronix,
Siglo XX,
Kurtis Blow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rotary Connection,
The Invisible,
Black Moon,
Inner City,
Joyce Sims,
Swell Maps,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ludus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Surgeon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Boredoms,
Sandy B,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cybotron,
David Axelrod,
The Human League,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scan 7,
Unrelated Segments,
the Swans,
The Kinks,
the Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Crash Course in Science,
Erykah Badu,
Junior Murvin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Simply Red,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.