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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Walker Brothers to the techno 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Rundgren,
Moss Icon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Human League,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sonics,
Suicide,
Jimmy McGriff,
Television,
Pierre Henry,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Clear Light,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Misunderstood,
Public Enemy,
Technova,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barrington Levy,
The Fire Engines,
The Cramps,
Laurel Aitken,
Scrapy,
Moby Grape,
Pulsallama,
David Bowie,
Leonard Cohen,
The Modern Lovers,
The Techniques,
Sam Rivers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sister Nancy,
The Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wire,
Fela Kuti,
Spoonie Gee,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lalo Schifrin,
FM Einheit,
L. Decosne,
Saccharine Trust,
Zapp,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
MC5,
Guru Guru,
Black Sheep,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crooked Eye,
Oblivians,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.