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 Kuwait and from Manila.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Leonard Cohen to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Minor Threat,
Essential Logic,
New Age Steppers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeff Lynne,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fortunes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crash Course in Science,
The Golliwogs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arthur Verocai,
Altered Images,
The Fuzztones,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Easy Going,
Whodini,
Darondo,
Junior Murvin,
Althea and Donna,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers,
Youth Brigade,
Arcadia,
Rekid,
David Axelrod,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Byrd,
Rufus Thomas,
Cecil Taylor,
Kenny Larkin,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall,
The Music Machine,
Von Mondo,
Juan Atkins,
Crooked Eye,
Black Flag,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
David McCallum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faust,
Skaos,
Judy Mowatt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Todd Rundgren,
Alton Ellis,
Y Pants,
Agent Orange,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minutemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Young Rascals,
Technova,
Talk Talk,
Roxy Music,
Make Up,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.