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 Tuvalu and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rosa Yemen to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro 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?
The Stooges,
Al Stewart,
The Pop Group,
Ornette Coleman,
Easy Going,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faraquet,
Unwound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sonic Youth,
the Slits,
Nick Fraelich,
The Searchers,
Au Pairs,
Zero Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brass Construction,
Soulsonic Force,
Piero Umiliani,
The Kinks,
Stiv Bators,
Marine Girls,
The Gun Club,
Boredoms,
The Real Kids,
Hoover,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Q65,
The Doobie Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Morten Harket,
Spandau Ballet,
Bauhaus,
OOIOO,
Camouflage,
Sugar Minott,
The Velvet Underground,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Swans,
Oblivians,
AZ,
The Fall,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy Collins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ohio Players,
Lower 48,
Ronnie Foster,
Icehouse,
Ten City,
10cc,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oneida,
The Victims,
The Electric Prunes,
Isaac Hayes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Goldenarms,
Tim Buckley,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.