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 Brunei and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the crunk 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe 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 spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Althea and Donna,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Al Stewart,
The Techniques,
Inner City,
Von Mondo,
Quantec,
David Axelrod,
D'Angelo,
The Motions,
Hardrive,
Motorama,
Rod Modell,
PIL,
Sun City Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cheater Slicks,
Juan Atkins,
the Normal,
Loose Ends,
MDC,
The Litter,
Aloha Tigers,
Barry Ungar,
The Five Americans,
Can,
Scrapy,
Wings,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Thompson Twins,
Ponytail,
Alice Coltrane,
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Y Pants,
Mission of Burma,
AZ,
Eric Copeland,
Massinfluence,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yaz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The United States of America,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Slits,
Nico,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Buckinghams,
Young Marble Giants,
The Evens,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.