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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Toasters to the dance 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer 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 rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Dennis Brown,
Sun Ra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Subhumans,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Kenny Larkin,
Magazine,
The Golliwogs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bill Near,
The Zeros,
Absolute Body Control,
Pere Ubu,
Freddie Wadling,
Scratch Acid,
Smog,
the Soft Cell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Young Marble Giants,
Trumans Water,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rakim,
Mandrill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Vladislav Delay,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Normal,
Dave Gahan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Public Enemy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Visage,
The Moleskins,
the Slits,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacques Brel,
Excepter,
Monolake,
Eric Copeland,
Man Parrish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang Green,
Kevin Saunderson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Parry Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T.S.O.L.,
The Skatalites,
Bluetip,
Jimmy McGriff,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.