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 Burkina and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bizarre Inc. to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin 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 synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Mantronix,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Public Enemy,
The Cowsills,
David McCallum,
The Kinks,
Pylon,
Bill Near,
Mary Jane Girls,
Judy Mowatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Infiniti,
Wings,
Zero Boys,
Sonic Youth,
A Certain Ratio,
The Slackers,
Q and Not U,
Davy DMX,
The Standells,
Parry Music,
Graham Central Station,
The Happenings,
Joe Finger,
OOIOO,
K-Klass,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lebanon Hanover,
ABC,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fire Engines,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Japan,
Crime,
Jawbox,
Stockholm Monsters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Television,
the Slits,
Monolake,
Aaron Thompson,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Circle Jerks,
Danielle Patucci,
Skriet,
John Lydon,
James White and The Blacks,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gories,
The Dead C,
Grey Daturas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Curtis Mayfield,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.