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 Yemen and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Neil Young to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar 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 harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yaz,
Max Romeo,
Jerry's Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Joy Division,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terry Callier,
Unwound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Pretty Things,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cheater Slicks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gichy Dan,
Massinfluence,
Franke,
Panda Bear,
The Gories,
John Coltrane,
Shoche,
The Monks,
Barbara Tucker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalo Schifrin,
Erasure,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wings,
Ronan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fortunes,
Dave Gahan,
Dead Boys,
June of 44,
Siglo XX,
Gastr Del Sol,
Section 25,
Alphaville,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Slits,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mark Hollis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Television,
Nirvana,
Bobby Sherman,
The Birthday Party,
Derrick Morgan,
The Offenders,
Don Cherry,
Mandrill,
MDC,
Zero Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang of Four,
The Blues Magoos,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tom Boy,
The Cowsills,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.