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 Tuvalu and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 June of 44 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ 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 theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Blues Magoos,
Yaz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Womack,
DJ Sneak,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Zero Boys,
Nils Olav,
The Sonics,
Public Enemy,
Laurel Aitken,
The Durutti Column,
Derrick May,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MDC,
In Retrospect,
Lightning Bolt,
The Wake,
The Gap Band,
Davy DMX,
Neu!,
Half Japanese,
The Motions,
The Grass Roots,
Wasted Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Popol Vuh,
Terry Callier,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hasil Adkins,
Simply Red,
John Holt,
Darondo,
Judy Mowatt,
Arthur Verocai,
Byron Stingily,
Radio Birdman,
The Searchers,
Agent Orange,
Yusef Lateef,
Heaven 17,
Soft Machine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fad Gadget,
The Leaves,
Model 500,
Matthew Bourne,
Donny Hathaway,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Velvet Underground,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.