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 Germany and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 PIL to the grunge 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare 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 güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
The Trojans,
Ice-T,
Archie Shepp,
EPMD,
Brothers Johnson,
Negative Approach,
Deepchord,
Average White Band,
Theoretical Girls,
The Leaves,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
H. Thieme,
Juan Atkins,
Symarip,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mandrill,
Monolake,
Moby Grape,
Spoonie Gee,
The Standells,
Kas Product,
Y Pants,
UT,
The New Christs,
Crash Course in Science,
Ronan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
L. Decosne,
The Misunderstood,
Lucky Dragons,
Audionom,
AZ,
The Busters,
Mantronix,
Metal Thangz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rosa Yemen,
Max Romeo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Seeds,
The Stooges,
Toni Rubio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Arthur Verocai,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Whodini,
Bill Near,
Tears for Fears,
The Cosmic Jokers,
LL Cool J,
The Motions,
The Gladiators,
Black Sheep,
R.M.O.,
The Saints,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.