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 New Zealand and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the dance 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Marmalade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Rundgren,
Alton Ellis,
Fat Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Terry Callier,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-Ray Spex,
Deadbeat,
Wolf Eyes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Negative Approach,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scan 7,
Bauhaus,
Siglo XX,
Rites of Spring,
Maurizio,
Donald Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cure,
Neil Young,
The Mojo Men,
The Misunderstood,
The Human League,
Thompson Twins,
The Sonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Flash Fearless,
Spandau Ballet,
Buzzcocks,
Animal Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Circle Jerks,
Bill Wells,
Khruangbin,
Tubeway Army,
Reagan Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barclay James Harvest,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Count Five,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gap Band,
UT,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Flipper,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Tremeloes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Gladiators,
Mad Mike,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.