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 Italy and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Monochrome Set to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Godley & Creme,
kango's stein massive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Tremeloes,
Ice-T,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
Talk Talk,
New Age Steppers,
Buzzcocks,
Gabor Szabo,
Blake Baxter,
R.M.O.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
a-ha,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
David Bowie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Chrome,
Crispian St. Peters,
Michelle Simonal,
Rakim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Jandek,
June Days,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radiopuhelimet,
Panda Bear,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy Collins,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker,
Sight & Sound,
Altered Images,
Black Pus,
Deakin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Slackers,
Ronnie Foster,
Bad Manners,
The Real Kids,
Loose Ends,
Flipper,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mr. Review,
John Coltrane,
Jacob Miller,
Joyce Sims,
The Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eve St. Jones,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.