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 Iraq and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dual Sessions to the jazz 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a synthesizer 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?
Max Romeo,
David Bowie,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Electric Prunes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Minnie Riperton,
Q and Not U,
The Moody Blues,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Motions,
Joyce Sims,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Agent Orange,
Franke,
Buzzcocks,
the Association,
Symarip,
Sound Behaviour,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dirtbombs,
Aaron Thompson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Blancmange,
Eden Ahbez,
Soft Machine,
Television,
Wasted Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Red Krayola,
Little Man,
The Buckinghams,
Mantronix,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sällskapet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Delta 5,
These Immortal Souls,
Bluetip,
Wolf Eyes,
Ronnie Foster,
Sixth Finger,
Bauhaus,
Yellowson,
The Residents,
Blake Baxter,
Todd Rundgren,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swans,
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
Archie Shepp,
X-Ray Spex,
Cheater Slicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Minutemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Skaos,
Andrew Hill,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.