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 Hungary and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Techniques to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brothers Johnson,
James White and The Blacks,
L. Decosne,
Goldenarms,
The Fuzztones,
Parry Music,
Grauzone,
Duran Duran,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
Smog,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick Morgan,
Nik Kershaw,
The Evens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mars,
the Slits,
MC5,
the Swans,
The Human League,
Stetsasonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Al Stewart,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soft Machine,
John Foxx,
Suburban Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Victims,
Vainqueur,
Eve St. Jones,
Sister Nancy,
Gang of Four,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mummies,
Mandrill,
Hardrive,
Trumans Water,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Divine Comedy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flipper,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eric Dolphy,
Nico,
Wire,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.