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 Niger and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Moebius to the crunk 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Marvin Gaye,
The Skatalites,
Technova,
T.S.O.L.,
Average White Band,
Fat Boys,
Hardrive,
Yellowson,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Byrd,
Letta Mbulu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hasil Adkins,
LL Cool J,
Nas,
The Birthday Party,
Wally Richardson,
Gong,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Fania All-Stars,
Colin Newman,
The Stooges,
The Electric Prunes,
Jacques Brel,
Carl Craig,
Con Funk Shun,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Wells,
Schoolly D,
Hoover,
Danielle Patucci,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roger Hodgson,
Tomorrow,
Niagra,
Alton Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
Soul II Soul,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
Trumans Water,
Tubeway Army,
Sight & Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
The Monochrome Set,
Pagans,
The Saints,
The Remains,
Boz Scaggs,
Ice-T,
Bang On A Can,
Alphaville,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick Morgan,
The Blackbyrds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Quando Quango,
10cc,
Joe Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.