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 Palau and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Stereo Dub to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Deepchord,
Visage,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wally Richardson,
The Trojans,
Lindisfarne,
Connie Case,
Brothers Johnson,
Ponytail,
Ludus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pagans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minor Threat,
Parry Music,
Slave,
DJ Style,
Absolute Body Control,
The Human League,
The Velvet Underground,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Letta Mbulu,
The Names,
Spandau Ballet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zapp,
The Moody Blues,
Ash Ra Tempel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pantaleimon,
Infiniti,
Severed Heads,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tears for Fears,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Trumans Water,
Metal Thangz,
Banda Bassotti,
The Raincoats,
Cymande,
The Motions,
Monks,
Average White Band,
Alison Limerick,
Joe Finger,
The Alarm Clocks,
Outsiders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barrington Levy,
AZ,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
Dennis Brown,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dave Gahan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Toni Rubio,
The Birthday Party,
Gong,
MC5,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.