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 Gambia and from Accra.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vainqueur to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
Godley & Creme,
Joensuu 1685,
Sixth Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eric Dolphy,
Buzzcocks,
B.T. Express,
Tomorrow,
David Axelrod,
Bad Manners,
The Trojans,
Panda Bear,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Görl,
The Cramps,
The Dirtbombs,
Monolake,
Al Stewart,
Audionom,
The Martian,
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aaron Thompson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Patti Smith,
The Monks,
Mad Mike,
New York Dolls,
Cheater Slicks,
Alison Limerick,
E-Dancer,
The Gories,
Main Source,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gun Club,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Normal,
Pagans,
Chris Corsano,
Supertramp,
Radiohead,
Erykah Badu,
The Stooges,
The Fire Engines,
The Vogues,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul II Soul,
La Düsseldorf,
The Angels of Light,
The American Breed,
Sugar Minott,
The Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Drexciya,
Cluster,
Roy Ayers,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.