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 Peru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kayak to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes 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 guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lungfish,
Bobby Sherman,
Bad Manners,
Neu!,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
Stereo Dub,
Second Layer,
Carl Craig,
The Pretty Things,
Sarah Menescal,
Steve Hackett,
Chris Corsano,
The Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Bobby Womack,
June of 44,
the Swans,
Heaven 17,
Joe Finger,
The Techniques,
Graham Central Station,
8 Eyed Spy,
Groovy Waters,
Joey Negro,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arthur Verocai,
Pierre Henry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Television,
Ludus,
Wasted Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
Agent Orange,
Jerry's Kids,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Peter & Gordon,
Adolescents,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Golliwogs,
The Sound,
B.T. Express,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Christie,
Wally Richardson,
Chris & Cosey,
The Blackbyrds,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Easy Going,
The Young Rascals,
Nas,
The Saints,
Cluster,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.