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 Guyana and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Piero Umiliani to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Can,
Jeff Mills,
Deepchord,
Magma,
Black Moon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Womack,
Pylon,
Gong,
Eurythmics,
The Happenings,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fugazi,
Saccharine Trust,
Moby Grape,
Banda Bassotti,
Reuben Wilson,
Los Fastidios,
Kevin Saunderson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
8 Eyed Spy,
Shoche,
Flipper,
Gang of Four,
The Velvet Underground,
H. Thieme,
Desert Stars,
Fad Gadget,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
E-Dancer,
Pussy Galore,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
James White and The Blacks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Invisible,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ice-T,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skriet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Black Dice,
The Buckinghams,
Sugar Minott,
Roxette,
Alton Ellis,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.