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 Georgia and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Last Poets to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum 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 mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Altered Images,
Bang On A Can,
Harpers Bizarre,
Circle Jerks,
Scientists,
Ice-T,
Pharoah Sanders,
B.T. Express,
AZ,
Panda Bear,
R.M.O.,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Sneak,
Mantronix,
Toni Rubio,
Avey Tare,
Public Enemy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chris Corsano,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Sherman,
Marmalade,
Camberwell Now,
Skarface,
Glambeats Corp.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Stooges,
Moss Icon,
Young Marble Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sam Rivers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jandek,
Yazoo,
The Invisible,
Chrome,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Electric Prunes,
Pole,
Tropical Tobacco,
Idris Muhammad,
Essential Logic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gichy Dan,
The Monks,
Japan,
Lucky Dragons,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Wells,
Barclay James Harvest,
Thompson Twins,
Second Layer,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slick Rick,
These Immortal Souls,
Boredoms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Cybotron,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.