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 El Salvador and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bob Dylan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a guitar 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 oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
ABBA,
The Monochrome Set,
Lucky Dragons,
Letta Mbulu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Halsall,
Japan,
Harry Pussy,
Alison Limerick,
the Germs,
Funky Four + One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Liliput,
Marmalade,
The Cure,
Von Mondo,
The Victims,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Porter Ricks,
Max Romeo,
Yellowson,
Slave,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anthony Braxton,
The Black Dice,
Marc Almond,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pere Ubu,
The Doors,
Brass Construction,
Donald Byrd,
Unwound,
Fat Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
One Last Wish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cramps,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cheater Slicks,
Fad Gadget,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arthur Verocai,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Dead C,
10cc,
The Offenders,
The Cowsills,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scratch Acid,
Boredoms,
Isaac Hayes,
Glenn Branca,
Aaron Thompson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.