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 Macedonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the rock 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
D'Angelo,
Connie Case,
China Crisis,
Accadde A,
Dual Sessions,
Nick Fraelich,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marc Almond,
X-101,
The Smiths,
Yazoo,
Robert Hood,
Jeff Mills,
The Seeds,
Josef K,
The Gap Band,
Ken Boothe,
Slick Rick,
Gabor Szabo,
Archie Shepp,
The Dirtbombs,
Henry Cow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Liliput,
Moss Icon,
Derrick May,
The Gories,
Nas,
Jerry's Kids,
The Wake,
Donny Hathaway,
Sixth Finger,
Fatback Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Intrusion,
Make Up,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül II,
The Trojans,
Pere Ubu,
Alison Limerick,
Bang On A Can,
The Grass Roots,
Lungfish,
Mad Mike,
Basic Channel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Al Stewart,
Andrew Hill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Isaac Hayes,
B.T. Express,
Eric Copeland,
Tom Boy,
June Days,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young,
The Buckinghams,
The Residents,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.