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 Cameroon and from New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a guitar 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 snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Suicide,
Rotary Connection,
A Certain Ratio,
Leonard Cohen,
Subhumans,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
Funkadelic,
Pierre Henry,
Aural Exciters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Amazonics,
La Düsseldorf,
The Shadows of Knight,
Maleditus Sound,
Ossler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Guru Guru,
Monks,
Yellowson,
JFA,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Thompson Twins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brothers Johnson,
The Stooges,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Knickerbockers,
The Velvet Underground,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boredoms,
Country Teasers,
Quantec,
The Moleskins,
Icehouse,
Blake Baxter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sparks,
The Black Dice,
Sight & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Vogues,
Underground Resistance,
Bronski Beat,
Rapeman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New York Dolls,
Jacob Miller,
Joy Division,
The Dead C,
The Mighty Diamonds,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.