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 Montenegro and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Salvador and Lyon.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radio Birdman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ 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 marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
The Modern Lovers,
The Star Department,
Essential Logic,
The Dead C,
Subhumans,
Tommy Roe,
Soulsonic Force,
The Evens,
Fat Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
OOIOO,
The Dirtbombs,
Harry Pussy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Index,
The Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Banda Bassotti,
the Association,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maurizio,
The Vogues,
Vladislav Delay,
David Bowie,
Shoche,
the Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cheater Slicks,
John Foxx,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camberwell Now,
Janne Schatter,
Newcleus,
Flash Fearless,
Warsaw,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Mojo Men,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Count Five,
Unrelated Segments,
Minny Pops,
Lungfish,
Dennis Brown,
T. Rex,
H. Thieme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sex Pistols,
Electric Prunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Motorama,
The Dave Clark Five,
UT,
Anakelly,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.