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 Micronesia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Maurizio to the disco 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a marimba 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 guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Jeff Mills,
Blake Baxter,
Aloha Tigers,
Scan 7,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-102,
Slave,
John Lydon,
The Busters,
Procol Harum,
Saccharine Trust,
Sandy B,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smoke,
Lakeside,
Underground Resistance,
Quantec,
Fad Gadget,
Skriet,
The Real Kids,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barbara Tucker,
Dave Gahan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monochrome Set,
Matthew Bourne,
Banda Bassotti,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tubeway Army,
Isaac Hayes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pantaleimon,
Shoche,
One Last Wish,
Tropical Tobacco,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Names,
T. Rex,
Infiniti,
Tomorrow,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed,
Negative Approach,
Babytalk,
Donald Byrd,
Steve Hackett,
The Music Machine,
B.T. Express,
Radiohead,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moebius,
Warsaw,
World's Most,
Man Parrish,
Max Romeo,
Mars,
Hashim,
Second Layer,
Brick,
The Standells,
Loose Ends,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.