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 Peru and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tom Boy to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 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 mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Royal Trux,
Joensuu 1685,
48th St. Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
Wasted Youth,
Supertramp,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne,
10cc,
Visage,
The Skatalites,
Kool Moe Dee,
Banda Bassotti,
The Stooges,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
LL Cool J,
The Barracudas,
Mr. Review,
Ronan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tubeway Army,
The Litter,
Arab on Radar,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chris Corsano,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Cale,
X-101,
Mo-Dettes,
David McCallum,
The Birthday Party,
Oblivians,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Music Machine,
Erasure,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Bananas,
Subhumans,
Vainqueur,
Anthony Braxton,
The Slits,
ABC,
Radiohead,
Gong,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Durutti Column,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharoah Sanders,
Warren Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Smiths,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Martian,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
The Index,
Popol Vuh,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.