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 Comoros and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Aaron Thompson to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar 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 a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mo-Dettes,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brothers Johnson,
Joyce Sims,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grey Daturas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Little Man,
Amazonics,
The Moleskins,
Sixth Finger,
Fear,
The Leaves,
Roxy Music,
Scientists,
Fugazi,
The Residents,
John Foxx,
Gerry Rafferty,
kango's stein massive,
Hot Snakes,
Junior Murvin,
K-Klass,
Flipper,
The Smiths,
Delta 5,
Danielle Patucci,
Model 500,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fortunes,
Iggy Pop,
Gang Starr,
ABC,
8 Eyed Spy,
Robert Hood,
Eli Mardock,
X-102,
Joey Negro,
Pulsallama,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Angry Samoans,
Ten City,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vainqueur,
Brass Construction,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Stooges,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rod Modell,
Second Layer,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
Eric B and Rakim,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.