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 Togo and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ultra Naté to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar 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 rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
Buzzcocks,
Infiniti,
Scan 7,
Faraquet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonic Youth,
Brick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tres Demented,
Rufus Thomas,
PIL,
The Trojans,
the Association,
Sun Ra,
Laurel Aitken,
Alton Ellis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Starr,
Donny Hathaway,
Panda Bear,
The Divine Comedy,
Quantec,
Eden Ahbez,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fugazi,
Mark Hollis,
Anthony Braxton,
KRS-One,
Rekid,
Los Fastidios,
Black Flag,
48th St. Collective,
the Sonics,
Henry Cow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Busters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Kurtis Blow,
Joe Finger,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Public Enemy,
Pussy Galore,
Thompson Twins,
Ludus,
Index,
Todd Rundgren,
Janne Schatter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
Vladislav Delay,
Albert Ayler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ten City,
Swell Maps,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.