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 Zimbabwe and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Malaria! to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Oblivians,
Mission of Burma,
Cheater Slicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marmalade,
Infiniti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Names,
Roxette,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shoche,
Soul II Soul,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arthur Verocai,
Basic Channel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funky Four + One,
Albert Ayler,
Outsiders,
Japan,
Rites of Spring,
Moss Icon,
Roxy Music,
The Zeros,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed,
Jeff Mills,
Barrington Levy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lucky Dragons,
The Misunderstood,
The Beau Brummels,
Pulsallama,
Rapeman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Simply Red,
Mad Mike,
Con Funk Shun,
Massinfluence,
Black Pus,
kango's stein massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alison Limerick,
Essential Logic,
Donny Hathaway,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
Faust,
The Tremeloes,
Flash Fearless,
The Raincoats,
Deadbeat,
Altered Images,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Monks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.