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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Smog to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
The Dead C,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gun Club,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Donny Hathaway,
Severed Heads,
Scott Walker,
The Cramps,
Eve St. Jones,
Colin Newman,
The Knickerbockers,
Scientists,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scrapy,
Wally Richardson,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Machine,
Stetsasonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hot Snakes,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter and Kerry,
Barry Ungar,
Ossler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terry Callier,
Adolescents,
Nas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blackbyrds,
Monolake,
Make Up,
Absolute Body Control,
Visage,
Warsaw,
Spoonie Gee,
Bill Wells,
Bush Tetras,
In Retrospect,
Franke,
Fad Gadget,
Dawn Penn,
Nik Kershaw,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case,
The Shadows of Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Kas Product,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glenn Branca,
Fluxion,
Grandmaster Flash,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Iggy Pop,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.