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 Mauritania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moby Grape to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 arpeggiator and a synthesizer 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 guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Names,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Electric Prunes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantytec,
Ten City,
Eric Copeland,
The Sonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bluetip,
The Evens,
The Victims,
Joe Finger,
E-Dancer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bill Wells,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Supertramp,
F. McDonald,
Robert Görl,
Anthony Braxton,
Barclay James Harvest,
Reagan Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
The Velvet Underground,
Symarip,
Terry Callier,
Slave,
Procol Harum,
Sixth Finger,
Scientists,
Skaos,
Vladislav Delay,
Groovy Waters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marine Girls,
Suicide,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
These Immortal Souls,
Blancmange,
Charles Mingus,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
Icehouse,
The Sound,
Urselle,
Kevin Saunderson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moebius,
Slick Rick,
Freddie Wadling,
Faust,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.