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 Germany and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 David Bowie to the crunk 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a chamberlin 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 harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Banda Bassotti,
Sparks,
Parry Music,
48th St. Collective,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pole,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Starr,
Moebius,
Deadbeat,
Masters at Work,
The Remains,
The Monochrome Set,
Scion,
Robert Wyatt,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joensuu 1685,
Joe Finger,
Goldenarms,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
EPMD,
The Blues Magoos,
ABBA,
Ten City,
The Residents,
Electric Prunes,
The Evens,
Chris & Cosey,
Joyce Sims,
Fluxion,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lightning Bolt,
Public Enemy,
Lalann,
The Doors,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott Heron,
Robert Görl,
Delta 5,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Moleskins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Byrd,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Pus,
Dead Boys,
Ossler,
Stetsasonic,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.