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 Namibia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Johnny Osbourne to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes 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 chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Lydon,
World's Most,
Drexciya,
Mr. Review,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Birthday Party,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tim Buckley,
Black Sheep,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Raincoats,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Green,
Ludus,
Stetsasonic,
T.S.O.L.,
Rapeman,
Todd Terry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grauzone,
Eurythmics,
Main Source,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mad Mike,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Tremeloes,
Rekid,
Danielle Patucci,
Brick,
Patti Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Rod Modell,
Fluxion,
Metal Thangz,
Mission of Burma,
The Velvet Underground,
Crash Course in Science,
Supertramp,
Zapp,
Michelle Simonal,
Blake Baxter,
Kerri Chandler,
Harmonia,
Tres Demented,
Mars,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
kango's stein massive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
MC5,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.