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 Kosovo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 Skaos to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare 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 clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joy Division,
Outsiders,
Section 25,
Pere Ubu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Altered Images,
David Axelrod,
Toni Rubio,
Cymande,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deepchord,
The Durutti Column,
the Normal,
F. McDonald,
The Velvet Underground,
Patti Smith,
The Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Knickerbockers,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Hill,
Wasted Youth,
Glambeats Corp.,
X-102,
Yellowson,
Accadde A,
Kaleidoscope,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick Morgan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lucky Dragons,
Von Mondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Delta 5,
Oneida,
The Black Dice,
Morten Harket,
Big Daddy Kane,
Depeche Mode,
Rod Modell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alphaville,
Lalo Schifrin,
Arab on Radar,
June Days,
Soul II Soul,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lebanon Hanover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pylon,
Boredoms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joe Smooth,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.