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 Montenegro and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the grime 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
Surgeon,
Althea and Donna,
Prince Buster,
One Last Wish,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Bananas,
Pole,
New York Dolls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David McCallum,
Jeff Mills,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiohead,
Bobby Sherman,
John Lydon,
Model 500,
Kool Moe Dee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Cramps,
Letta Mbulu,
Icehouse,
Neu!,
Cybotron,
Minny Pops,
The Black Dice,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Easy Going,
Quadrant,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pantytec,
Mad Mike,
The Gap Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dark Day,
Scion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Au Pairs,
Outsiders,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Hot Snakes,
X-102,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soft Cell,
Gong,
The Offenders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Soft Cell,
Bill Near,
Mars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
Marine Girls,
Sun Ra,
Soulsonic Force,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.