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 Moldova and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Scott Walker to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum 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 spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
OOIOO,
The Gun Club,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Patti Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Faraquet,
Bush Tetras,
Lalann,
Joyce Sims,
Subhumans,
Adolescents,
R.M.O.,
Funkadelic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blake Baxter,
Index,
Blancmange,
Lower 48,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Mills,
Hoover,
L. Decosne,
Minutemen,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Skatalites,
Nils Olav,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ronan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dark Day,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Associates,
Whodini,
Jimmy McGriff,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Remains,
the Germs,
Vladislav Delay,
Terry Callier,
Gichy Dan,
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
The Toasters,
Qualms,
Oneida,
Accadde A,
Black Flag,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Invisible,
Cybotron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lakeside,
The Five Americans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.