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 Benin and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 Chrome to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
The Smiths,
Tubeway Army,
Roy Ayers,
Joyce Sims,
Henry Cow,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mark Hollis,
Cameo,
UT,
Au Pairs,
Buzzcocks,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kas Product,
The J.B.'s,
June Days,
Todd Rundgren,
Blancmange,
Ultravox,
Amon Düül,
Lower 48,
Erykah Badu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crime,
Cluster,
R.M.O.,
Alton Ellis,
Quadrant,
Second Layer,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Womack,
The Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cecil Taylor,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Sheep,
The Monks,
The Mummies,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fad Gadget,
Drive Like Jehu,
Goldenarms,
Max Romeo,
Scion,
Alice Coltrane,
The Saints,
Ronnie Foster,
Wire,
Slick Rick,
Audionom,
The Velvet Underground,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
Ronan,
The Pop Group,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Lydon,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.