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 Haiti and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Evens to the disco 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Magazine,
Ornette Coleman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
Mandrill,
Jeff Mills,
Pylon,
UT,
Faraquet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Wells,
The Cowsills,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Victims,
Maleditus Sound,
Khruangbin,
Bill Near,
The Knickerbockers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tim Buckley,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
Franke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
Chris Corsano,
Juan Atkins,
The Moody Blues,
The Alarm Clocks,
Terry Callier,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fuzztones,
Rotary Connection,
Urselle,
The Gladiators,
The Cramps,
Thompson Twins,
Hoover,
The Sound,
Alphaville,
Livin' Joy,
Scan 7,
Nirvana,
Mary Jane Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Suicide,
Alton Ellis,
The Residents,
Hardrive,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.