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 Mexico and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Aural Exciters to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord 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 clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Average White Band,
The Invisible,
Aural Exciters,
Barbara Tucker,
Hashim,
The Motions,
Talk Talk,
Max Romeo,
Erasure,
Heaven 17,
Newcleus,
Neil Young,
Aloha Tigers,
Index,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
48th St. Collective,
The Associates,
Eric Copeland,
Roxette,
In Retrospect,
Cymande,
The Alarm Clocks,
Magma,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Liliput,
Ultravox,
the Swans,
Camouflage,
Popol Vuh,
Das Ding,
Skriet,
Black Moon,
Pylon,
Rapeman,
Ken Boothe,
The Buckinghams,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Audionom,
Symarip,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eurythmics,
The Angels of Light,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alphaville,
Letta Mbulu,
Lucky Dragons,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
Ronnie Foster,
The Red Krayola,
Chrome,
Intrusion,
The Slits,
LL Cool J,
Tears for Fears,
Danielle Patucci,
Brick,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.