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 El Salvador and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Joey Negro to the punk 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin 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 sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Ornette Coleman,
Quadrant,
Wings,
B.T. Express,
Dead Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Intrusion,
Lalann,
X-102,
OOIOO,
Reuben Wilson,
Dark Day,
Cybotron,
Rakim,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
Camouflage,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smiths,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Mills,
Eden Ahbez,
The Searchers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Von Mondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Niagra,
The Doors,
James Chance & The Contortions,
CMW,
The American Breed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Inner City,
Glambeats Corp.,
Interpol,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang of Four,
Ituana,
Outsiders,
Letta Mbulu,
Main Source,
Shoche,
K-Klass,
The Beau Brummels,
Sexual Harrassment,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deepchord,
The Golliwogs,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.