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 Bulgaria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tubeway Army to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a rhodes 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 snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Ossler,
Crooked Eye,
Bizarre Inc.,
Freddie Wadling,
Nils Olav,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rekid,
Jeff Mills,
Tears for Fears,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gladiators,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young,
Outsiders,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minor Threat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Sherman,
Subhumans,
Chris Corsano,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
Half Japanese,
Hasil Adkins,
Deadbeat,
Black Pus,
Barbara Tucker,
DJ Sneak,
Ralphi Rosario,
Liliput,
Siglo XX,
Buzzcocks,
James White and The Blacks,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-101,
Aural Exciters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Crime,
Negative Approach,
Television,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Das Ding,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bang On A Can,
FM Einheit,
Monks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wally Richardson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Altered Images,
Drexciya,
The New Christs,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.