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 Russia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deadbeat to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
LL Cool J,
Cecil Taylor,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Sandy B,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers,
Sam Rivers,
T.S.O.L.,
Albert Ayler,
Kaleidoscope,
Prince Buster,
Siglo XX,
The Velvet Underground,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Hood,
Ludus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glenn Branca,
Anakelly,
DNA,
Little Man,
Urselle,
Barbara Tucker,
Shoche,
The Zeros,
Vainqueur,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Electric Prunes,
U.S. Maple,
Bronski Beat,
the Sonics,
Robert Görl,
Hashim,
Don Cherry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Reuben Wilson,
L. Decosne,
Buzzcocks,
The Fire Engines,
The Black Dice,
Quando Quango,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dead Boys,
48th St. Collective,
The Real Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gap Band,
This Heat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Howard Jones,
The Blues Magoos,
Traffic Nightmare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
Schoolly D,
The Moleskins,
Technova,
Spoonie Gee,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.