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 Switzerland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sällskapet to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro 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 sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Harmonia,
Chris Corsano,
Boredoms,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Desert Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Junior Murvin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Gang Dance,
Graham Central Station,
Sugar Minott,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Porter Ricks,
Terry Callier,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Suicide,
MC5,
Scratch Acid,
Danielle Patucci,
Archie Shepp,
A Certain Ratio,
Gang of Four,
Newcleus,
Camberwell Now,
Anthony Braxton,
The Litter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Absolute Body Control,
Animal Collective,
Rod Modell,
The Grass Roots,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nas,
Kerri Chandler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
UT,
Tears for Fears,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
The Names,
L. Decosne,
Easy Going,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alphaville,
Ten City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Starr,
Marine Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Franke,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Andrew Hill,
Public Enemy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.