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 Algeria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Donald Byrd to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba 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 oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Joe Smooth,
The Litter,
Duran Duran,
Peter and Kerry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Parry Music,
Eve St. Jones,
Dark Day,
Howard Jones,
The Associates,
The Remains,
Warsaw,
The Toasters,
Rekid,
Rotary Connection,
Johnny Clarke,
The Zeros,
Babytalk,
Anakelly,
Stetsasonic,
Wally Richardson,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Sugar Minott,
Soulsonic Force,
Lower 48,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Michelle Simonal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Searchers,
Kurtis Blow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Faust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Urselle,
Letta Mbulu,
Ronnie Foster,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Prince Buster,
Mandrill,
UT,
Average White Band,
Television Personalities,
Hot Snakes,
Bluetip,
Fela Kuti,
Nik Kershaw,
K-Klass,
Reuben Wilson,
The Durutti Column,
Ice-T,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Al Stewart,
the Germs,
Delta 5,
Deepchord,
Niagra,
Porter Ricks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Accadde A,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.