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 Namibia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Youth Brigade to the rap 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord 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 organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Quando Quango,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Zapp,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gong,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter & Gordon,
The Residents,
The Mummies,
Talk Talk,
Al Stewart,
Howard Jones,
The Motions,
Flipper,
48th St. Collective,
Ludus,
Malaria!,
Panda Bear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Royal Trux,
Thompson Twins,
Stiv Bators,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Todd Terry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Vogues,
Peter and Kerry,
Pierre Henry,
Brothers Johnson,
The Neon Judgement,
Half Japanese,
Dennis Brown,
Mandrill,
Kaleidoscope,
PIL,
The J.B.'s,
Outsiders,
Ituana,
Slave,
Tres Demented,
Swell Maps,
X-102,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Henry Cow,
Jawbox,
The Smoke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roxette,
Davy DMX,
Jacob Miller,
Ralphi Rosario,
Patti Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
The Pretty Things,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.