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 Nepal and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marvin Gaye to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum 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 clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fugazi,
Jimmy McGriff,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
Visage,
Niagra,
The J.B.'s,
The Searchers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gladiators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Motorama,
Hashim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nas,
Ponytail,
Mars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
Ten City,
Maurizio,
Little Man,
The Trojans,
Con Funk Shun,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sonny Sharrock,
Magma,
Bronski Beat,
Man Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lungfish,
Bauhaus,
Marc Almond,
Cheater Slicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Panda Bear,
Easy Going,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roger Hodgson,
Thompson Twins,
Yazoo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
The Last Poets,
Quando Quango,
Talk Talk,
Barbara Tucker,
Lightning Bolt,
Surgeon,
Funkadelic,
The Index,
Ultravox,
The Fall,
The United States of America,
Warren Ellis,
The Moody Blues,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.