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 Guyana and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Unrelated Segments to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
K-Klass,
Niagra,
Pantaleimon,
The Star Department,
Nirvana,
Magazine,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
Black Pus,
Neu!,
Oblivians,
Darondo,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions,
Porter Ricks,
Jeff Lynne,
Underground Resistance,
Gichy Dan,
The Smoke,
Marc Almond,
Eden Ahbez,
Siglo XX,
Rotary Connection,
Scan 7,
Don Cherry,
Moby Grape,
Ten City,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sam Rivers,
Chris & Cosey,
The Alarm Clocks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Germs,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lalo Schifrin,
Infiniti,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flipper,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Metal Thangz,
Franke,
Absolute Body Control,
The Slackers,
H. Thieme,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Flesh Eaters,
a-ha,
Matthew Bourne,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.