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 Lebanon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar 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 mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Clarke,
Vladislav Delay,
Glenn Branca,
The Gories,
Anakelly,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kaleidoscope,
Aswad,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deepchord,
The Selecter,
Liliput,
Roxette,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlback,
Loose Ends,
The Residents,
Reuben Wilson,
Sarah Menescal,
Funkadelic,
Ornette Coleman,
Outsiders,
Chris Corsano,
Letta Mbulu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Lynne,
X-Ray Spex,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lungfish,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Red Krayola,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Oneida,
Juan Atkins,
Can,
Man Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
Barry Ungar,
The Modern Lovers,
Lakeside,
June of 44,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mars,
Oblivians,
Crime,
Quadrant,
Second Layer,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cramps,
Crispian St. Peters,
Minnie Riperton,
Bad Manners,
Vainqueur,
Q65,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.