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 Serbia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Brick to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron 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 theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Skaos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Clarke,
Scrapy,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Smiths,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Görl,
Siglo XX,
Howard Jones,
Pussy Galore,
Pantytec,
Avey Tare,
Donald Byrd,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nils Olav,
F. McDonald,
The Cramps,
The Mojo Men,
Boz Scaggs,
Crispian St. Peters,
A Certain Ratio,
Rotary Connection,
James White and The Blacks,
Q65,
Altered Images,
Minny Pops,
Sister Nancy,
Con Funk Shun,
The Beau Brummels,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Panda Bear,
The Smoke,
Jacques Brel,
Rapeman,
Ohio Players,
Goldenarms,
Black Flag,
K-Klass,
B.T. Express,
Lakeside,
Danielle Patucci,
Cal Tjader,
Ken Boothe,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Angry Samoans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Godley & Creme,
Amon Düül II,
Pierre Henry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bronski Beat,
Rosa Yemen,
China Crisis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
Roxy Music,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.