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 Moldova and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Robert Hood to the dance 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron 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 arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
Soul II Soul,
Eve St. Jones,
KRS-One,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Vogues,
Section 25,
Average White Band,
Blancmange,
Leonard Cohen,
Eden Ahbez,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
Sight & Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jeff Mills,
Royal Trux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grey Daturas,
Sparks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pagans,
Marc Almond,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül,
Howard Jones,
Lalann,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minnie Riperton,
Magma,
The Fall,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
The Monochrome Set,
Boredoms,
Scion,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gun Club,
Agitation Free,
New Age Steppers,
Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
Quadrant,
Japan,
Tears for Fears,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
Young Marble Giants,
Fear,
Henry Cow,
Roger Hodgson,
The Durutti Column,
Los Fastidios,
Thompson Twins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Sonic Youth,
Mr. Review,
D'Angelo,
Sun City Girls,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.