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 Mongolia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gabor Szabo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Blancmange,
The Searchers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Television,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nils Olav,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rufus Thomas,
Television Personalities,
Drive Like Jehu,
Negative Approach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alice Coltrane,
China Crisis,
Soul Sonic Force,
The J.B.'s,
Heaven 17,
Lightning Bolt,
Dave Gahan,
Black Moon,
Black Bananas,
Supertramp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerri Chandler,
Alton Ellis,
DNA,
Reuben Wilson,
Inner City,
Adolescents,
Matthew Bourne,
Bill Wells,
Section 25,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Spandau Ballet,
Warsaw,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kas Product,
Sound Behaviour,
Duran Duran,
Tears for Fears,
Kayak,
D'Angelo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bootsy Collins,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kaleidoscope,
Bizarre Inc.,
Newcleus,
Mary Jane Girls,
Slave,
The Electric Prunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Junior Murvin,
The Gap Band,
Pylon,
Deepchord,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.