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 Syria and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Eric B and Rakim to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator 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 sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Royal Trux,
Cybotron,
Rufus Thomas,
Scratch Acid,
Talk Talk,
Black Sheep,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
Roxy Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Kinks,
DNA,
Rotary Connection,
Kerrie Biddell,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
Vainqueur,
Amazonics,
Bootsy Collins,
Pole,
Gichy Dan,
Godley & Creme,
Jacob Miller,
Model 500,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hashim,
The Stooges,
Cal Tjader,
Eric B and Rakim,
A Certain Ratio,
Ornette Coleman,
Funky Four + One,
Ludus,
The Standells,
Maleditus Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Enemy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joe Finger,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Age Steppers,
In Retrospect,
David McCallum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boredoms,
Zero Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Scan 7,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
Ituana,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Charles Mingus,
Moebius,
Gong,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.