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 Ireland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 James White and The Blacks to the disco 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare 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 synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Ash Ra Tempel,
F. McDonald,
AZ,
Moebius,
Susan Cadogan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
H. Thieme,
Andrew Hill,
Lee Hazlewood,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Young Rascals,
Don Cherry,
Scion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Organ,
X-101,
The Shadows of Knight,
Faust,
The Cowsills,
Babytalk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New York Dolls,
Soft Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camberwell Now,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minnie Riperton,
Television,
Television Personalities,
The Sonics,
Minutemen,
Kas Product,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June of 44,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dark Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pussy Galore,
Joensuu 1685,
Dave Gahan,
The Victims,
Tim Buckley,
Rod Modell,
Oneida,
Buzzcocks,
Tears for Fears,
Tubeway Army,
Con Funk Shun,
ABBA,
The Velvet Underground,
Bang On A Can,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Avey Tare,
The Human League,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.