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 Switzerland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Fela Kuti to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ 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 spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Hutcherson,
cv313,
Wolf Eyes,
Surgeon,
Don Cherry,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
Audionom,
Rod Modell,
Animal Collective,
The Blackbyrds,
Monks,
Fatback Band,
X-101,
The Tremeloes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
U.S. Maple,
Agent Orange,
Von Mondo,
The Victims,
Kaleidoscope,
Ken Boothe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Niagra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Massinfluence,
Ohio Players,
Idris Muhammad,
the Sonics,
Barbara Tucker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wasted Youth,
Stiv Bators,
Henry Cow,
The Motions,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Slits,
Sexual Harrassment,
Royal Trux,
Throbbing Gristle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Donald Byrd,
The Divine Comedy,
Dual Sessions,
Josef K,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unrelated Segments,
Supertramp,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
the Bar-Kays,
The Raincoats,
Essential Logic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.