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 Netherlands and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Lyres 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin 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 a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Sixth Finger,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
Bill Near,
Ludus,
Cymande,
Soulsonic Force,
Flipper,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris & Cosey,
The Flesh Eaters,
Joy Division,
Terry Callier,
Technova,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Cale,
Schoolly D,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pulsallama,
Swell Maps,
Bush Tetras,
The Walker Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Massinfluence,
Erasure,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronan,
Motorama,
The Cure,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-102,
The Human League,
Boz Scaggs,
Cameo,
Yazoo,
Ten City,
The Toasters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maurizio,
Metal Thangz,
Scion,
Sugar Minott,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Red Krayola,
Big Daddy Kane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Donny Hathaway,
The Residents,
Visage,
Jerry's Kids,
Derrick May,
John Lydon,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.