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 United Kingdom and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soft Machine to the rap 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Eden Ahbez,
Y Pants,
Country Teasers,
Fat Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
The J.B.'s,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cameo,
The Golliwogs,
The Gap Band,
Monolake,
Bobby Sherman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick Morgan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Groovy Waters,
Joy Division,
Banda Bassotti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Q65,
Monks,
Motorama,
the Normal,
Mission of Burma,
Vainqueur,
Los Fastidios,
Lakeside,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boz Scaggs,
Kas Product,
The Black Dice,
World's Most,
X-101,
Boredoms,
Jacob Miller,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Juan Atkins,
The Saints,
Harry Pussy,
The United States of America,
Quadrant,
Graham Central Station,
Suburban Knight,
Minutemen,
Tears for Fears,
The Toasters,
Scion,
Hoover,
The Human League,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brothers Johnson,
PIL,
The Count Five,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
Scrapy,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.