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 Sri Lanka and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Au Pairs to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ 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 arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Green,
Harmonia,
Scan 7,
Warren Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Infiniti,
Chrome,
Jacques Brel,
Dennis Brown,
Iggy Pop,
Con Funk Shun,
The Human League,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radio Birdman,
Faust,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Terry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
Sun Ra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
EPMD,
Sound Behaviour,
Rosa Yemen,
Camberwell Now,
the Association,
Crime,
The Gories,
Nico,
PIL,
U.S. Maple,
Wally Richardson,
The Golliwogs,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Music Machine,
Hot Snakes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Slave,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young,
Adolescents,
Funkadelic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Organ,
Section 25,
Jacob Miller,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Amon Düül II,
Circle Jerks,
The Buckinghams,
Kevin Saunderson,
Spoonie Gee,
Glenn Branca,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.