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 Thailand and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Vogues to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Matthew Halsall,
KRS-One,
Tubeway Army,
Basic Channel,
The Mojo Men,
Yaz,
Grey Daturas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
Icehouse,
Monolake,
Amon Düül II,
Grandmaster Flash,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dave Gahan,
Make Up,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Iggy Pop,
Aswad,
Nils Olav,
Clear Light,
The Toasters,
Malaria!,
CMW,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Move,
Sarah Menescal,
Cybotron,
Lower 48,
Alphaville,
The Gap Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Sparks,
Pantytec,
Oneida,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
The Names,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Leaves,
Drive Like Jehu,
Organ,
Grauzone,
Soft Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Foxx,
Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
The Music Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
Underground Resistance,
Ultravox,
Banda Bassotti,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alison Limerick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Guru Guru,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moleskins,
Alice Coltrane,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.