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 Greece and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Severed Heads to the disco 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba 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 rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
ABC,
Avey Tare,
Connie Case,
Kurtis Blow,
Stiv Bators,
Eric Dolphy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barry Ungar,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grauzone,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bush Tetras,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Interpol,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Sherman,
Pharoah Sanders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cymande,
AZ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxy Music,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
Eve St. Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fat Boys,
The Barracudas,
New Age Steppers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smoke,
Buzzcocks,
Sister Nancy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ice-T,
Archie Shepp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grandmaster Flash,
Silicon Teens,
Rapeman,
Zapp,
cv313,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joy Division,
The Electric Prunes,
The Count Five,
Marmalade,
Agitation Free,
R.M.O.,
Adolescents,
Moby Grape,
The Leaves,
MC5,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.