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 Thailand and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 A Certain Ratio to the funk 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron 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 a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
The Trojans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monolake,
The Mummies,
Mars,
The Monks,
Eddi Front,
Wolf Eyes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aural Exciters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cheater Slicks,
Yaz,
Bobby Sherman,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker,
These Immortal Souls,
Tears for Fears,
Slave,
The Index,
Fatback Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
Oblivians,
Los Fastidios,
Robert Wyatt,
T. Rex,
Trumans Water,
Liliput,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alison Limerick,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
Kayak,
10cc,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxy Music,
The Slits,
The Cowsills,
Symarip,
The Happenings,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Connie Case,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiohead,
Robert Hood,
JFA,
Barry Ungar,
Neil Young,
X-Ray Spex,
Popol Vuh,
Bronski Beat,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.