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 Kazakhstan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Techniques to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
John Lydon,
Section 25,
Yusef Lateef,
Soft Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Neil Young,
Bang On A Can,
Fluxion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pierre Henry,
Nils Olav,
Subhumans,
Can,
Curtis Mayfield,
R.M.O.,
Stereo Dub,
Aloha Tigers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ponytail,
Hashim,
The Saints,
Chrome,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Jacob Miller,
Quantec,
Sun Ra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Count Five,
Pussy Galore,
LL Cool J,
Intrusion,
The Blackbyrds,
Reagan Youth,
The Trojans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Symarip,
Aaron Thompson,
Absolute Body Control,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Velvet Underground,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Chris & Cosey,
Anthony Braxton,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Niagra,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nirvana,
David Bowie,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
B.T. Express,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.