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 Spain and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pantytec to the grime 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes 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 snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Basic Channel,
Scientists,
Erasure,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Axelrod,
Wolf Eyes,
cv313,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Man Eating Sloth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ponytail,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Freddie Wadling,
Liliput,
Oneida,
The Gun Club,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fat Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Goldenarms,
Pet Shop Boys,
Public Enemy,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fall,
Agitation Free,
Jacob Miller,
Mars,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Magazine,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Wyatt,
Iggy Pop,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
LL Cool J,
Connie Case,
a-ha,
Wasted Youth,
The Pop Group,
Bluetip,
Angry Samoans,
The Vogues,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gang of Four,
Bronski Beat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Standells,
Michelle Simonal,
The Misunderstood,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.