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 Poland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mandrill to the electroclash 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum 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 guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Neu!,
Jeff Lynne,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kas Product,
Das Ding,
Saccharine Trust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Henry Cow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Pulsallama,
Sarah Menescal,
Soft Cell,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fugs,
David McCallum,
Brothers Johnson,
New Order,
T. Rex,
The Mummies,
Nils Olav,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The United States of America,
Jandek,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arcadia,
Roy Ayers,
Echospace,
Angry Samoans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mad Mike,
The Black Dice,
Inner City,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Sonics,
Newcleus,
Quando Quango,
Grey Daturas,
Hardrive,
Vladislav Delay,
Camberwell Now,
David Axelrod,
Black Flag,
Brand Nubian,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Masters at Work,
the Association,
Joe Finger,
Peter and Kerry,
Unrelated Segments,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.