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 Gambia and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Camouflage to the funk 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer 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 sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Johnny Clarke,
Susan Cadogan,
The Neon Judgement,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Byron Stingily,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Sherman,
Morten Harket,
Rekid,
Outsiders,
The Litter,
Steve Hackett,
Kaleidoscope,
Ken Boothe,
Pierre Henry,
a-ha,
X-102,
The Happenings,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Graham Central Station,
Judy Mowatt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Electric Prunes,
F. McDonald,
Maurizio,
Man Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Animal Collective,
PIL,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smoke,
Suicide,
cv313,
Spandau Ballet,
Crime,
Adolescents,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
JFA,
Chris Corsano,
Amon Düül,
Flash Fearless,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter & Gordon,
Zero Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Carl Craig,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Skriet,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.