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 Turkey and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Shuggie Otis to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Aswad,
Bush Tetras,
Massinfluence,
Eve St. Jones,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultra Naté,
The Fugs,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
Tubeway Army,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Symarip,
Aaron Thompson,
Talk Talk,
Wasted Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Remains,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fat Boys,
Franke,
The Golliwogs,
The Names,
Dead Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Lakeside,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
China Crisis,
Nation of Ulysses,
ABC,
the Human League,
Panda Bear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Letta Mbulu,
Joe Finger,
Lou Reed,
Gang Green,
The Durutti Column,
Scion,
Main Source,
Soft Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
Mission of Burma,
Heaven 17,
kango's stein massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delta 5,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Cale,
The Happenings,
The Real Kids,
Sun Ra,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
Sam Rivers,
The American Breed,
Sällskapet,
Hasil Adkins,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.