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 Jamaica and from Paris.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nils Olav to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Shuggie Otis,
Visage,
The Standells,
Michelle Simonal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Toni Rubio,
Faust,
Sonic Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Y Pants,
Can,
the Sonics,
Derrick May,
Davy DMX,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Sherman,
Barry Ungar,
Delta 5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tears for Fears,
Ossler,
Fad Gadget,
Graham Central Station,
Unwound,
ABBA,
Popol Vuh,
Zero Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Doors,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Los Fastidios,
Inner City,
Outsiders,
Max Romeo,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Goldenarms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Amon Düül,
Au Pairs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bill Near,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Harry Pussy,
Radiohead,
The Skatalites,
Arthur Verocai,
The Modern Lovers,
Mantronix,
These Immortal Souls,
E-Dancer,
Scan 7,
CMW,
Surgeon,
Sixth Finger,
The Durutti Column,
DNA,
Pantytec,
The Trojans,
The Angels of Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.