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 South Sudan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Martian to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Trumans Water,
Quando Quango,
Gang Green,
The Barracudas,
D'Angelo,
The Moleskins,
Yazoo,
Donny Hathaway,
Lakeside,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
PIL,
The Gladiators,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan,
Swell Maps,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nas,
Kas Product,
The United States of America,
In Retrospect,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang Gang Dance,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
New Order,
Marmalade,
Von Mondo,
The Leaves,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Velvet Underground,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter and Kerry,
Hoover,
Country Teasers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Birthday Party,
Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
Qualms,
Zapp,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlback,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Association,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Lalann,
Flipper,
Panda Bear,
The Golliwogs,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.