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 Korea North and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
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 Wolf Eyes to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Style,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Wells,
Deepchord,
Ten City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blancmange,
Crime,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Guru Guru,
Procol Harum,
Quantec,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nico,
Wally Richardson,
Stetsasonic,
Roy Ayers,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cowsills,
Aural Exciters,
Alison Limerick,
Make Up,
Newcleus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacques Brel,
the Swans,
China Crisis,
Crash Course in Science,
Funkadelic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scientists,
Von Mondo,
The Vogues,
Sight & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Pulsallama,
the Slits,
Nas,
Animal Collective,
Skaos,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skarface,
Toni Rubio,
Joe Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
The Victims,
The Five Americans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scratch Acid,
Suicide,
The Fortunes,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Mills,
Rites of Spring,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.