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 Hungary and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 United States of America to the rock 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet 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 arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Schoolly D,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angry Samoans,
Altered Images,
Jawbox,
John Cale,
Hoover,
Eden Ahbez,
Nas,
PIL,
Black Flag,
Ralphi Rosario,
MDC,
Ultra Naté,
The Vogues,
The Trojans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Pantaleimon,
the Association,
Camberwell Now,
Kerri Chandler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Womack,
Cymande,
Unwound,
Von Mondo,
Sun Ra,
Swans,
R.M.O.,
Bauhaus,
Slick Rick,
FM Einheit,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Germs,
Television,
The Evens,
Chris Corsano,
Banda Bassotti,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick May,
Roxette,
Barry Ungar,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gories,
Organ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Red Krayola,
Sun City Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Procol Harum,
Davy DMX,
Pantytec,
Barbara Tucker,
Zero Boys,
Scrapy,
Roger Hodgson,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.