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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 Smiths to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 rhodes and a güiro 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 clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Kevin Saunderson,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
Agitation Free,
Soft Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-Ray Spex,
The Litter,
John Lydon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Section 25,
Animal Collective,
Essential Logic,
The J.B.'s,
The Vogues,
Porter Ricks,
Isaac Hayes,
Neil Young,
Sound Behaviour,
Sixth Finger,
kango's stein massive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sandy B,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pagans,
Nas,
Big Daddy Kane,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grauzone,
The Skatalites,
ABBA,
Crime,
The Leaves,
X-101,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
the Soft Cell,
Lakeside,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Womack,
Talk Talk,
James White and The Blacks,
Wolf Eyes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crash Course in Science,
Freddie Wadling,
Sister Nancy,
John Coltrane,
Ituana,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cure,
Loose Ends,
The Black Dice,
Al Stewart,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.