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 Papua New Guinea and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Josef K to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 808 and a sitar 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 snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Stereo Dub,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Animal Collective,
The Fortunes,
Second Layer,
PIL,
Babytalk,
Morten Harket,
Ice-T,
Black Moon,
David McCallum,
Crime,
Soul II Soul,
Panda Bear,
the Soft Cell,
Neil Young,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eli Mardock,
Ituana,
The Techniques,
Rekid,
Accadde A,
Arab on Radar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
Half Japanese,
Connie Case,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Rundgren,
the Sonics,
The Young Rascals,
Depeche Mode,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Excepter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Sherman,
Easy Going,
Masters at Work,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Dolphy,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultravox,
Thee Headcoats,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Darondo,
Ronnie Foster,
The Mojo Men,
Shoche,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.