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 Guinea and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Black Dice to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar 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 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?
Lindisfarne,
Lalann,
Morten Harket,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Toasters,
Jeff Mills,
Angry Samoans,
World's Most,
Connie Case,
Cheater Slicks,
John Foxx,
Cameo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Marine Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lakeside,
the Fania All-Stars,
Visage,
Matthew Halsall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aural Exciters,
Nirvana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Womack,
Funky Four + One,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
the Normal,
the Human League,
Skaos,
Newcleus,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry's Kids,
Infiniti,
Stockholm Monsters,
Unrelated Segments,
kango's stein massive,
Patti Smith,
Country Teasers,
T.S.O.L.,
The Black Dice,
James White and The Blacks,
Technova,
The Cowsills,
Blake Baxter,
DJ Style,
Glenn Branca,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Five Americans,
The Divine Comedy,
Cymande,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.