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 Monaco and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sound Behaviour to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar 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 marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Oblivians,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Drive Like Jehu,
kango's stein massive,
Soft Cell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pussy Galore,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Techniques,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Modern Lovers,
Althea and Donna,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ossler,
Easy Going,
The Fire Engines,
Lower 48,
Chris Corsano,
the Fania All-Stars,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The New Christs,
John Foxx,
Joensuu 1685,
June of 44,
Altered Images,
Accadde A,
Magazine,
Loose Ends,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warsaw,
The Divine Comedy,
The Young Rascals,
Kerri Chandler,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Josef K,
The Gories,
Warren Ellis,
Schoolly D,
Marine Girls,
Dawn Penn,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Byron Stingily,
the Swans,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Blues Magoos,
The Searchers,
Todd Terry,
Gang Starr,
Arab on Radar,
Erasure,
Nas,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.