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 Laos and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar 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 sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Sight & Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gichy Dan,
Isaac Hayes,
Gong,
Pagans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Sonics,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Blake Baxter,
Main Source,
Jeff Mills,
Harpers Bizarre,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
Dennis Brown,
Joensuu 1685,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Guru Guru,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rotary Connection,
Dark Day,
AZ,
D'Angelo,
Black Bananas,
The Modern Lovers,
Urselle,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
Blossom Toes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sparks,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker,
Aural Exciters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-101,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deepchord,
Bauhaus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Hill,
Darondo,
John Cale,
Sun City Girls,
Khruangbin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chrome,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.