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 Kyrgyzstan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes 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 rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Offenders,
These Immortal Souls,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cure,
Nas,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
Mandrill,
Reagan Youth,
Swell Maps,
LL Cool J,
The Gun Club,
Boredoms,
Derrick Morgan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Womack,
John Coltrane,
Pylon,
Symarip,
Bad Manners,
Interpol,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barrington Levy,
Pulsallama,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Detroit Cobras,
David Bowie,
The Sound,
Juan Atkins,
Sixth Finger,
Newcleus,
MDC,
Kurtis Blow,
The Remains,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mo-Dettes,
Ten City,
Sam Rivers,
Arcadia,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers,
Pantytec,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxy Music,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alton Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.