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 Kosovo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soulsonic Force to the funk 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 an organ and a snare 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 linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Albert Ayler,
Quadrant,
Cal Tjader,
The Move,
Saccharine Trust,
The Five Americans,
Pylon,
Buzzcocks,
Aswad,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yellowson,
Nick Fraelich,
Sonny Sharrock,
Index,
UT,
Rakim,
The Happenings,
Pussy Galore,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Sherman,
Leonard Cohen,
Circle Jerks,
Cluster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Camouflage,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Christie,
The Grass Roots,
Shoche,
Darondo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Warsaw,
Schoolly D,
Maurizio,
Gichy Dan,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
Skaos,
Fad Gadget,
Organ,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cowsills,
10cc,
Avey Tare,
Minnie Riperton,
the Normal,
Suburban Knight,
Black Pus,
Henry Cow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.