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 United States and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum 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 sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Bobby Byrd,
Scion,
Lindisfarne,
Lyres,
Bill Near,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
Peter and Kerry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
kango's stein massive,
Sugar Minott,
Drive Like Jehu,
Desert Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Agent Orange,
The Saints,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens,
Deakin,
Nico,
Skaos,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flipper,
Prince Buster,
CMW,
Wire,
Swell Maps,
Neu!,
World's Most,
The Skatalites,
The Dave Clark Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Babytalk,
The Standells,
Adolescents,
Wally Richardson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marvin Gaye,
Vainqueur,
Guru Guru,
Country Teasers,
Ossler,
Erasure,
Khruangbin,
Sun Ra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eve St. Jones,
Smog,
Bronski Beat,
Buzzcocks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Golliwogs,
K-Klass,
Flash Fearless,
Schoolly D,
Basic Channel,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.