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 Mauritius and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar 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 Flash Fearless to the rock 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
World's Most,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Colin Newman,
Schoolly D,
U.S. Maple,
Michelle Simonal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter & Gordon,
Urselle,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rapeman,
Suburban Knight,
Bill Wells,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Cell,
Visage,
The Techniques,
The Alarm Clocks,
In Retrospect,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pylon,
Todd Rundgren,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ohio Players,
Erykah Badu,
Pierre Henry,
The Angels of Light,
Zero Boys,
PIL,
Von Mondo,
Bush Tetras,
Eric B and Rakim,
Newcleus,
The Moleskins,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Divine Comedy,
Sällskapet,
Das Ding,
Arthur Verocai,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Skatalites,
Erasure,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Christie,
Unwound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Saints,
Kas Product,
Soul II Soul,
Susan Cadogan,
Lucky Dragons,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lakeside,
Ken Boothe,
Leonard Cohen,
Stetsasonic,
Gabor Szabo,
The Vogues,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.