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 Bhutan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Barrington Levy to the dance 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a rhodes and an organ 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 sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Rapeman,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kayak,
Nils Olav,
Bad Manners,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
Lower 48,
Agitation Free,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fat Boys,
Pylon,
Ituana,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Curtis Mayfield,
Index,
Harry Pussy,
Agent Orange,
Average White Band,
Nico,
The Litter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Silicon Teens,
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat,
Roxy Music,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
Flash Fearless,
Patti Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Electric Prunes,
The Walker Brothers,
Faraquet,
Danielle Patucci,
D'Angelo,
Bang On A Can,
Grey Daturas,
U.S. Maple,
Adolescents,
Anthony Braxton,
Public Enemy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Oblivians,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Seeds,
Eve St. Jones,
Nas,
Cybotron,
X-101,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Mummies,
Laurel Aitken,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.