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 Seychelles and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Moleskins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe 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 spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Main Source,
Can,
Bronski Beat,
the Swans,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pop Group,
Steve Hackett,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
Mo-Dettes,
CMW,
Unrelated Segments,
Cheater Slicks,
Average White Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
Aloha Tigers,
Yazoo,
The Litter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Organ,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Juan Atkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Brothers Johnson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
Junior Murvin,
Babytalk,
Robert Görl,
The Cure,
Mission of Burma,
Con Funk Shun,
Pole,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Reed,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Happenings,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Toni Rubio,
Heaven 17,
Peter and Kerry,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun City Girls,
The Skatalites,
World's Most,
Minor Threat,
Duran Duran,
Basic Channel,
Stereo Dub,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alphaville,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.