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 Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Archie Shepp to the rock 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and an arpeggiator 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 arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
The New Christs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Y Pants,
Kevin Saunderson,
MC5,
Kerri Chandler,
Ponytail,
OOIOO,
Dawn Penn,
Nico,
Jeff Lynne,
Outsiders,
E-Dancer,
Television,
Aswad,
Porter Ricks,
Franke,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cowsills,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultravox,
Black Sheep,
The Modern Lovers,
Patti Smith,
Half Japanese,
B.T. Express,
Reuben Wilson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gabor Szabo,
Delta 5,
Reagan Youth,
Wasted Youth,
Yellowson,
World's Most,
Scan 7,
Brass Construction,
John Foxx,
Whodini,
Moebius,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter and Kerry,
The Associates,
H. Thieme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cecil Taylor,
The Golliwogs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Suburban Knight,
Nik Kershaw,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris & Cosey,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.