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 Poland and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 June of 44 to the jazz 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar 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 arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Gastr Del Sol,
Average White Band,
Howard Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Roy Ayers,
Subhumans,
Urselle,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Pretty Things,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronan,
the Soft Cell,
The United States of America,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
ABBA,
Monolake,
The Busters,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacques Brel,
Swell Maps,
Stetsasonic,
Easy Going,
Public Enemy,
Duran Duran,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jerry's Kids,
Khruangbin,
John Cale,
Warsaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Swans,
Porter Ricks,
Procol Harum,
Accadde A,
The Tremeloes,
The Stooges,
Curtis Mayfield,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blancmange,
Gichy Dan,
Jeff Mills,
Yaz,
Half Japanese,
One Last Wish,
Liliput,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Severed Heads,
Lungfish,
Can,
The Five Americans,
Underground Resistance,
Dark Day,
Gabor Szabo,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.