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 Norway and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 OOIOO to the rap 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
H. Thieme,
The Move,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Black Moon,
Terry Callier,
The Velvet Underground,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Hill,
The Gories,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Mills,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ultravox,
the Human League,
Cal Tjader,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flipper,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monolake,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
The Kinks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tubeway Army,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pylon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Janne Schatter,
Grey Daturas,
James White and The Blacks,
K-Klass,
Little Man,
Charles Mingus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Los Fastidios,
The Smiths,
Jacob Miller,
Crash Course in Science,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Depeche Mode,
Bill Near,
Girls At Our Best!,
Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moody Blues,
The Tremeloes,
Jimmy McGriff,
cv313,
Japan,
Joy Division,
Stetsasonic,
UT,
Chris Corsano,
Prince Buster,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.