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 Romania and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Goldenarms to the crunk 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar 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 chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
48th St. Collective,
Pylon,
B.T. Express,
Erykah Badu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joy Division,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Donald Byrd,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fatback Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joe Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker,
Index,
Dead Boys,
Ice-T,
The Barracudas,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nirvana,
Blancmange,
Blake Baxter,
The Searchers,
The Happenings,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Names,
Oneida,
Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soulsonic Force,
Adolescents,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Unrelated Segments,
Brothers Johnson,
Scan 7,
Rosa Yemen,
Marine Girls,
Ultravox,
Ituana,
Cameo,
OOIOO,
Visage,
Archie Shepp,
Yaz,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
Delta 5,
Popol Vuh,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Normal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Main Source,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.