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 Estonia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Adolescents to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a spring reverb and a theremin 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 mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bob Dylan,
Eddi Front,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Ohio Players,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
U.S. Maple,
The Knickerbockers,
Simply Red,
The Wake,
Television Personalities,
Darondo,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gories,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Christie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Susan Cadogan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Beau Brummels,
Crime,
Electric Prunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joe Smooth,
kango's stein massive,
Half Japanese,
T. Rex,
Joey Negro,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Adolescents,
8 Eyed Spy,
10cc,
Panda Bear,
Public Image Ltd.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marine Girls,
Gang Starr,
Ponytail,
Fluxion,
Tommy Roe,
B.T. Express,
The Busters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
Bad Manners,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
John Coltrane,
The Music Machine,
The Fugs,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.