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 Namibia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Real Kids to the grime 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb 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 snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Public Enemy,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
Minutemen,
Fluxion,
The Evens,
Bobby Sherman,
Outsiders,
Adolescents,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
48th St. Collective,
Silicon Teens,
Popol Vuh,
June Days,
Suicide,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alphaville,
Eric Dolphy,
X-102,
Steve Hackett,
Y Pants,
Gang Starr,
The Fall,
One Last Wish,
Letta Mbulu,
Bad Manners,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Accadde A,
Nico,
The Durutti Column,
Pantytec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Icehouse,
Ponytail,
The Victims,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Blues Magoos,
Hasil Adkins,
Angry Samoans,
Stetsasonic,
PIL,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kas Product,
Buzzcocks,
Pussy Galore,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Franke,
Sound Behaviour,
Mantronix,
Ludus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Near,
Judy Mowatt,
Sex Pistols,
The Invisible,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.