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 Dominica and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Ken Boothe to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar 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 arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Erasure,
Blancmange,
The Zeros,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Alison Limerick,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Agent Orange,
Idris Muhammad,
John Cale,
Severed Heads,
Kayak,
Lalann,
Radio Birdman,
Black Bananas,
Derrick Morgan,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Sherman,
Tom Boy,
Johnny Clarke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
One Last Wish,
Rekid,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marc Almond,
Brand Nubian,
kango's stein massive,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cowsills,
The Alarm Clocks,
Anakelly,
Susan Cadogan,
The Barracudas,
Zapp,
Donny Hathaway,
In Retrospect,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
The Moody Blues,
Soulsonic Force,
the Swans,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sister Nancy,
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gichy Dan,
The Mummies,
Bill Wells,
Barry Ungar,
Groovy Waters,
Technova,
ABBA,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bad Manners,
The Mojo Men,
The Remains,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.