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 Kiribati and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Schoolly D to the punk 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a marimba 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 an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
10cc,
Black Moon,
Thee Headcoats,
Scan 7,
LL Cool J,
Agitation Free,
The Beau Brummels,
Babytalk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Metal Thangz,
Colin Newman,
ABBA,
Bronski Beat,
Sight & Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Trumans Water,
The Smoke,
a-ha,
Quando Quango,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Loose Ends,
Quantec,
the Bar-Kays,
Gerry Rafferty,
R.M.O.,
Sonny Sharrock,
David Bowie,
Jeru the Damaja,
Alton Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Techniques,
Radio Birdman,
Qualms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
FM Einheit,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mission of Burma,
Sixth Finger,
the Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Johnny Clarke,
The Knickerbockers,
Reuben Wilson,
Connie Case,
Ponytail,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Womack,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faust,
Tommy Roe,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
KRS-One,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.