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 Yemen and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Erasure to the disco 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
Delta 5,
Hardrive,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wally Richardson,
Goldenarms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Black Flag,
Joensuu 1685,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wings,
Accadde A,
The Barracudas,
Peter & Gordon,
Quantec,
Sixth Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zapp,
T.S.O.L.,
Joey Negro,
Deadbeat,
Mad Mike,
the Human League,
The New Christs,
Nico,
the Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fall,
The Knickerbockers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
The Divine Comedy,
Stiv Bators,
Swell Maps,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers,
Dennis Brown,
The Moody Blues,
Black Bananas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Von Mondo,
Das Ding,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mars,
Gang of Four,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Royal Trux,
Al Stewart,
The Last Poets,
June Days,
Lindisfarne,
Stetsasonic,
Talk Talk,
Peter and Kerry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.