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 Norway and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flamin' Groovies to the grime 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum 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 synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Modern Lovers,
Dead Boys,
The Motions,
Main Source,
Arcadia,
Japan,
Hoover,
ABC,
The Blackbyrds,
Brass Construction,
Graham Central Station,
Idris Muhammad,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
Monolake,
Joey Negro,
The Kinks,
The Monochrome Set,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
Donald Byrd,
Q65,
Newcleus,
Chris & Cosey,
Scrapy,
Mo-Dettes,
Mr. Review,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Certain Ratio,
Aloha Tigers,
Tres Demented,
Grey Daturas,
The Associates,
The Leaves,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eden Ahbez,
Robert Görl,
Tim Buckley,
Terry Callier,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Trumans Water,
kango's stein massive,
The Human League,
Franke,
Eric Dolphy,
Rotary Connection,
Audionom,
Alton Ellis,
Susan Cadogan,
Sparks,
ABBA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Michelle Simonal,
The Trojans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlback,
Todd Rundgren,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
MC5,
Frankie Knuckles,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.