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 Micronesia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Normal to the jazz 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Near record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sister Nancy,
Scientists,
Hoover,
The Mojo Men,
Animal Collective,
X-101,
Iggy Pop,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scion,
Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Residents,
Joe Finger,
Joyce Sims,
Lower 48,
OOIOO,
Sly & The Family Stone,
One Last Wish,
In Retrospect,
Y Pants,
Bobby Byrd,
Talk Talk,
Ken Boothe,
Nik Kershaw,
48th St. Collective,
Brick,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
The Skatalites,
Minnie Riperton,
The Associates,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
The Electric Prunes,
Colin Newman,
E-Dancer,
Cecil Taylor,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monks,
The Gap Band,
Minutemen,
Brand Nubian,
The Victims,
The Blackbyrds,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.