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 Niger and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Audionom to the disco 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fat Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Siglo XX,
Gang Starr,
The Litter,
Tears for Fears,
the Human League,
One Last Wish,
Wally Richardson,
Sun City Girls,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Bar-Kays,
Bill Near,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kurtis Blow,
Letta Mbulu,
Monolake,
Alice Coltrane,
The Techniques,
Minny Pops,
Public Image Ltd.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Adolescents,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barry Ungar,
Juan Atkins,
The Durutti Column,
James White and The Blacks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wire,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donny Hathaway,
H. Thieme,
The Victims,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Josef K,
Guru Guru,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brand Nubian,
Bad Manners,
Ituana,
Piero Umiliani,
Neil Young,
The Knickerbockers,
B.T. Express,
Cecil Taylor,
Vainqueur,
Brothers Johnson,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Heaven 17,
Malaria!,
Cheater Slicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.