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 Finland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Neu! to the electroclash 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Von Mondo,
Jesper Dahlback,
L. Decosne,
Skarface,
Camouflage,
Isaac Hayes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grey Daturas,
Popol Vuh,
Bootsy Collins,
Depeche Mode,
Mr. Review,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brass Construction,
FM Einheit,
Pere Ubu,
Fatback Band,
Barry Ungar,
Banda Bassotti,
The Raincoats,
Bang On A Can,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Pus,
The American Breed,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxy Music,
The Wake,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ohio Players,
Marshall Jefferson,
Essential Logic,
Johnny Clarke,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marine Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Panda Bear,
Barrington Levy,
World's Most,
Television Personalities,
The Doors,
Hasil Adkins,
the Sonics,
The Techniques,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Make Up,
Swans,
The Offenders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
EPMD,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Happenings,
Nas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bluetip,
Section 25,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.