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 Uganda and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Divine Comedy to the rap 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes 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 guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
This Heat,
Kenny Larkin,
Monks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang Starr,
The Raincoats,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lee Hazlewood,
Davy DMX,
Avey Tare,
Dawn Penn,
Nils Olav,
The Monks,
Bobby Sherman,
8 Eyed Spy,
Glenn Branca,
Derrick Morgan,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Toasters,
Colin Newman,
Arthur Verocai,
the Germs,
a-ha,
Niagra,
The Monochrome Set,
The Neon Judgement,
Simply Red,
LL Cool J,
Rufus Thomas,
Guru Guru,
Hardrive,
Banda Bassotti,
Shoche,
John Foxx,
Q65,
The Moody Blues,
Organ,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sugar Minott,
Radiohead,
Severed Heads,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Sheep,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Black Dice,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ponytail,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kaleidoscope,
The Red Krayola,
The Slackers,
Rosa Yemen,
Sarah Menescal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.