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 Taipei.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Technova to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalann,
Camouflage,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eve St. Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
Skarface,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Bowie,
The Human League,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Simply Red,
Max Romeo,
Jacob Miller,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fluxion,
X-Ray Spex,
The Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nirvana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mr. Review,
Can,
The Leaves,
Intrusion,
Amazonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
ABBA,
Crime,
The Young Rascals,
DJ Sneak,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Don Cherry,
the Slits,
This Heat,
Neu!,
The Fortunes,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Adolescents,
The Skatalites,
Smog,
Johnny Clarke,
The Buckinghams,
Masters at Work,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hashim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
Jawbox,
Matthew Bourne,
Magazine,
Von Mondo,
The Pretty Things,
Eli Mardock,
T.S.O.L.,
Easy Going,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.