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 Bolivia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Model 500 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet 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 guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harry Pussy,
the Association,
Thee Headcoats,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
Ralphi Rosario,
Interpol,
The Doors,
Japan,
Soft Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dark Day,
Reagan Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Erasure,
Barbara Tucker,
Audionom,
The Busters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scratch Acid,
Severed Heads,
Rufus Thomas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Babytalk,
Rosa Yemen,
Lightning Bolt,
The Pop Group,
Quantec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David Bowie,
Freddie Wadling,
Bauhaus,
Panda Bear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Neon Judgement,
The Sonics,
Accadde A,
Cecil Taylor,
PIL,
E-Dancer,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marine Girls,
Chris Corsano,
The Sound,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amon Düül II,
Scion,
Sixth Finger,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ken Boothe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Massinfluence,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lindisfarne,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.