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 Mexico and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Infiniti to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Amon Düül II,
Buzzcocks,
These Immortal Souls,
Robert Wyatt,
One Last Wish,
Roxy Music,
The Gories,
Silicon Teens,
A Certain Ratio,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Davy DMX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Index,
Aloha Tigers,
Adolescents,
The Tremeloes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Henry Cow,
The Zeros,
48th St. Collective,
Arab on Radar,
Steve Hackett,
The Martian,
Infiniti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Young Marble Giants,
Yaz,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fire Engines,
Kayak,
Fad Gadget,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Echospace,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Audionom,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cameo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marine Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Hasil Adkins,
The Offenders,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swans,
Half Japanese,
Peter & Gordon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Porter Ricks,
Tomorrow,
Pole,
Surgeon,
Monks,
Ludus,
John Cale,
Aural Exciters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.