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 Morocco and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Kayak to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Buckinghams,
Soul II Soul,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
Amazonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erasure,
Reuben Wilson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Livin' Joy,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Wyatt,
Masters at Work,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Young Rascals,
Big Daddy Kane,
R.M.O.,
Q65,
Boredoms,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultra Naté,
The Pop Group,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fad Gadget,
Scrapy,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Move,
Shoche,
Half Japanese,
Banda Bassotti,
Stiv Bators,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pole,
The Selecter,
Crooked Eye,
Dave Gahan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Howard Jones,
Scion,
The Kinks,
Aaron Thompson,
Agent Orange,
Cymande,
Parry Music,
Chrome,
The Shadows of Knight,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skarface,
Fluxion,
Glenn Branca,
Outsiders,
Crime,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lucky Dragons,
Youth Brigade,
The Walker Brothers,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.