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 Thailand and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 X-102 to the disco 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a clarinet and an arpeggiator 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 a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Niagra,
DNA,
Zapp,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nils Olav,
Silicon Teens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
This Heat,
Yazoo,
Neil Young,
The Birthday Party,
The Kinks,
Soft Machine,
The Music Machine,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
The Wake,
Slave,
Juan Atkins,
Arab on Radar,
Average White Band,
Moss Icon,
Shuggie Otis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Suburban Knight,
Nirvana,
Funky Four + One,
Amon Düül,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sister Nancy,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glambeats Corp.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Icehouse,
Easy Going,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minutemen,
F. McDonald,
OOIOO,
Eric B and Rakim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
James White and The Blacks,
The Young Rascals,
Kool Moe Dee,
Symarip,
Fear,
Ossler,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.