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 Libya and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the oboe 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 Freddie Wadling to the funk 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Little Man,
Lalann,
Eric B and Rakim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ponytail,
Chris Corsano,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New York Dolls,
Carl Craig,
Mission of Burma,
Flash Fearless,
Hashim,
Marc Almond,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Black Dice,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Country Teasers,
Ten City,
Boredoms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wally Richardson,
Rites of Spring,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lyres,
Unwound,
Eve St. Jones,
Q and Not U,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Althea and Donna,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Style,
Y Pants,
Royal Trux,
Spoonie Gee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Derrick Morgan,
Minutemen,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Starr,
Maleditus Sound,
Howard Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crime,
Banda Bassotti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
China Crisis,
Parry Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fat Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.