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 Mexico and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Underground Resistance 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe 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 arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Sparks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Don Cherry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eve St. Jones,
Mandrill,
Saccharine Trust,
Ludus,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Pus,
Al Stewart,
Organ,
kango's stein massive,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Glambeats Corp.,
Public Enemy,
Yaz,
These Immortal Souls,
Junior Murvin,
Wings,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MC5,
Soft Machine,
Byron Stingily,
The Cure,
The Mojo Men,
F. McDonald,
Moebius,
Jawbox,
Jesper Dahlback,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed,
Main Source,
KRS-One,
The Dirtbombs,
Aswad,
R.M.O.,
Q and Not U,
China Crisis,
Hardrive,
Colin Newman,
Guru Guru,
Nico,
Thee Headcoats,
Cybotron,
Vainqueur,
Marmalade,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
Nik Kershaw,
Tubeway Army,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skarface,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.