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 Sudan and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Gun Club to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer 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 chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Model 500,
The Alarm Clocks,
Loose Ends,
Alison Limerick,
Black Moon,
Delta 5,
Adolescents,
These Immortal Souls,
The Count Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pole,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Mills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy Collins,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
EPMD,
Faust,
The New Christs,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arthur Verocai,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monks,
Warsaw,
Junior Murvin,
Drexciya,
Black Sheep,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Standells,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bill Near,
Cluster,
T. Rex,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bad Manners,
Subhumans,
Camouflage,
Bobby Womack,
Sun City Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Supertramp,
The Grass Roots,
Boz Scaggs,
Dawn Penn,
Agitation Free,
The Beau Brummels,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Sneak,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Blake Baxter,
Stiv Bators,
Silicon Teens,
Monolake,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.