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 France and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the jazz 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Morten Harket,
The Selecter,
Unwound,
Negative Approach,
Bronski Beat,
Bush Tetras,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
Susan Cadogan,
Fad Gadget,
These Immortal Souls,
Bill Near,
Scientists,
Index,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mad Mike,
Porter Ricks,
Byron Stingily,
Drive Like Jehu,
Charles Mingus,
Monks,
the Human League,
Sonic Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxy Music,
Kevin Saunderson,
Henry Cow,
Black Pus,
The Last Poets,
Godley & Creme,
Tomorrow,
Darondo,
Sixth Finger,
Yazoo,
The Beau Brummels,
Ossler,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lalann,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-Ray Spex,
Eurythmics,
Bang On A Can,
Junior Murvin,
U.S. Maple,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blake Baxter,
Brand Nubian,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers,
Hot Snakes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Thee Headcoats,
Heaven 17,
Man Parrish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tres Demented,
Masters at Work,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.