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 Ukraine and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Jakarta and Portland.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Niagra to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a güiro 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 rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young,
Maurizio,
Interpol,
Henry Cow,
Television Personalities,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gichy Dan,
Cluster,
The Martian,
Rotary Connection,
Average White Band,
The Victims,
Malaria!,
The New Christs,
New Order,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül,
Rod Modell,
Fugazi,
Aswad,
UT,
Tim Buckley,
H. Thieme,
Scientists,
Audionom,
Zapp,
Michelle Simonal,
Junior Murvin,
Ronan,
The Velvet Underground,
OOIOO,
The Offenders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gerry Rafferty,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Stetsasonic,
Brothers Johnson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Girls At Our Best!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fad Gadget,
The Fortunes,
Tomorrow,
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mojo Men,
Eli Mardock,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Make Up,
Piero Umiliani,
Man Eating Sloth,
Amon Düül II,
Section 25,
Gong,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.