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 Syria and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amon Düül II to the electroclash 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
The Cramps,
Neu!,
Von Mondo,
MC5,
Japan,
Shuggie Otis,
PIL,
Aswad,
Grauzone,
Grandmaster Flash,
This Heat,
Camberwell Now,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Green,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eve St. Jones,
Pussy Galore,
Public Enemy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Five Americans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gichy Dan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Index,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dave Gahan,
Darondo,
Y Pants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
Monolake,
Niagra,
Infiniti,
K-Klass,
T.S.O.L.,
Pantytec,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Can,
Lower 48,
Liliput,
Ituana,
Nas,
Alison Limerick,
Mission of Burma,
Half Japanese,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Flipper,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Amon Düül II,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.