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 Uzbekistan and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Oneida to the rap 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jeff Lynne,
a-ha,
Section 25,
Gregory Isaacs,
kango's stein massive,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rapeman,
Flash Fearless,
Eli Mardock,
Sarah Menescal,
The United States of America,
Slave,
The Index,
Gang Green,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Robert Görl,
Roger Hodgson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scrapy,
Thompson Twins,
ABBA,
Alison Limerick,
Duran Duran,
The Detroit Cobras,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wally Richardson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
In Retrospect,
Leonard Cohen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Chris & Cosey,
H. Thieme,
Loose Ends,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
Derrick May,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slick Rick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
cv313,
Babytalk,
This Heat,
The Saints,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Heaven 17,
Hoover,
Banda Bassotti,
Lakeside,
The Divine Comedy,
June of 44,
David Axelrod,
Byron Stingily,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Buckinghams,
the Bar-Kays,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.