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 Bahrain and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kenny Larkin to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ 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 rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
Ponytail,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wings,
Frankie Knuckles,
Unrelated Segments,
Spoonie Gee,
Reuben Wilson,
X-102,
Agitation Free,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Grass Roots,
Drive Like Jehu,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Severed Heads,
Marvin Gaye,
The Remains,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
The American Breed,
OOIOO,
Peter and Kerry,
Amon Düül II,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Near,
The Mojo Men,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minny Pops,
Harmonia,
Henry Cow,
Zero Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Marmalade,
Yaz,
Joe Smooth,
Fear,
Second Layer,
John Coltrane,
Steve Hackett,
Lalann,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Malaria!,
Mantronix,
Schoolly D,
Ten City,
Rosa Yemen,
Judy Mowatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
New Order,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Buckinghams,
Don Cherry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.