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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mantronix to the rock 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Whodini,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vladislav Delay,
Infiniti,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One,
Japan,
Sugar Minott,
One Last Wish,
Guru Guru,
Cluster,
Bronski Beat,
Pole,
Bob Dylan,
B.T. Express,
DNA,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash,
Technova,
Intrusion,
the Slits,
Brass Construction,
Ponytail,
La Düsseldorf,
U.S. Maple,
Matthew Bourne,
Quando Quango,
Make Up,
Scan 7,
Blossom Toes,
Loose Ends,
Alice Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Sheep,
Minor Threat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fall,
Henry Cow,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gichy Dan,
These Immortal Souls,
Hashim,
Camberwell Now,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Y Pants,
The Blues Magoos,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.