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 Benin and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Knickerbockers to the electroclash 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Janne Schatter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slick Rick,
Toni Rubio,
Organ,
Eric B and Rakim,
In Retrospect,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Count Five,
the Slits,
The Last Poets,
Fear,
Camouflage,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lower 48,
Kayak,
Wasted Youth,
the Sonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Marmalade,
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camberwell Now,
Al Stewart,
Ultravox,
Gabor Szabo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Model 500,
Bang On A Can,
Lindisfarne,
Neu!,
U.S. Maple,
Kas Product,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Magazine,
Bobby Womack,
The Barracudas,
Barry Ungar,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nirvana,
The Dave Clark Five,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Harmonia,
Supertramp,
Cal Tjader,
Clear Light,
Main Source,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sarah Menescal,
The Stooges,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.