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 Mali and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Vogues 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin 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 synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Television,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Invisible,
In Retrospect,
Ice-T,
The Move,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sister Nancy,
The Victims,
Public Enemy,
Howard Jones,
K-Klass,
Archie Shepp,
Yaz,
Babytalk,
Yazoo,
the Slits,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hasil Adkins,
Tears for Fears,
Average White Band,
The Gladiators,
Erasure,
The Pop Group,
Eurythmics,
Scan 7,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Main Source,
Aural Exciters,
Little Man,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chrome,
The United States of America,
OOIOO,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alphaville,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
The Red Krayola,
Gregory Isaacs,
Don Cherry,
Pagans,
Loose Ends,
T. Rex,
Q65,
Quantec,
Wolf Eyes,
Susan Cadogan,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
Derrick May,
Rod Modell,
The Blackbyrds,
The Offenders,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.