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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DNA to the crunk 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a theremin 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 mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mojo Men,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joy Division,
Toni Rubio,
Eden Ahbez,
Lucky Dragons,
Infiniti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Wake,
Aaron Thompson,
Camberwell Now,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Popol Vuh,
John Lydon,
China Crisis,
Fluxion,
The Offenders,
Boredoms,
Basic Channel,
The Seeds,
Gong,
Ludus,
Los Fastidios,
The Neon Judgement,
Trumans Water,
Janne Schatter,
Theoretical Girls,
Joey Negro,
Hot Snakes,
Sparks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hashim,
Alison Limerick,
Agent Orange,
Jacques Brel,
Suicide,
Tubeway Army,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blues Magoos,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Absolute Body Control,
H. Thieme,
Yazoo,
Adolescents,
Oneida,
Unrelated Segments,
Junior Murvin,
The Fall,
The Real Kids,
Guru Guru,
Todd Rundgren,
Television,
Banda Bassotti,
Crooked Eye,
Hoover,
Darondo,
Albert Ayler,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.