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 Niger and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Cybotron to the jazz 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 marimba and a harpsichord 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 an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quadrant,
The Golliwogs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Duran Duran,
Desert Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cymande,
Al Stewart,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Teasers,
John Cale,
Brick,
Franke,
Roxy Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Icehouse,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q65,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Foxx,
The Tremeloes,
Graham Central Station,
Dave Gahan,
The Doors,
Metal Thangz,
Moby Grape,
Goldenarms,
Eddi Front,
Fugazi,
Ice-T,
The Black Dice,
Tommy Roe,
Urselle,
Anakelly,
This Heat,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Stooges,
The Raincoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mantronix,
Amon Düül,
Joensuu 1685,
Robert Hood,
Symarip,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
The Star Department,
Lungfish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Flag,
Peter and Kerry,
Reuben Wilson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Beasts of Bourbon,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.