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 Spain and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Negative Approach to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
Chris & Cosey,
The Happenings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brothers Johnson,
Reagan Youth,
Glambeats Corp.,
KRS-One,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
Iggy Pop,
Television,
Country Teasers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
Soft Cell,
John Lydon,
June Days,
The Walker Brothers,
The Victims,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cramps,
Tres Demented,
Tommy Roe,
Angry Samoans,
The Black Dice,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Robert Hood,
Parry Music,
Subhumans,
Desert Stars,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Basic Channel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cymande,
Joyce Sims,
Little Man,
Moebius,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q65,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Unwound,
Althea and Donna,
X-101,
June of 44,
Kas Product,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Gladiators,
Fifty Foot Hose,
UT,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.