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 Romania and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Porter Ricks to the rap 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin 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 guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Ultra Naté,
Funkadelic,
Bad Manners,
Tommy Roe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vainqueur,
cv313,
Laurel Aitken,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultravox,
The Mummies,
Soul II Soul,
The Offenders,
Bizarre Inc.,
In Retrospect,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Little Man,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lightning Bolt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Interpol,
Erykah Badu,
Sparks,
Blake Baxter,
Slave,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Victims,
Ponytail,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Finger,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Juan Atkins,
H. Thieme,
Ituana,
John Lydon,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Gang Dance,
10cc,
Davy DMX,
Soulsonic Force,
R.M.O.,
Siglo XX,
Dawn Penn,
The Buckinghams,
Marcia Griffiths,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Associates,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Popol Vuh,
L. Decosne,
Blancmange,
Fugazi,
EPMD,
Guru Guru,
Essential Logic,
Goldenarms,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.