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 Cuba and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Avey Tare to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb 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 linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Robert Görl,
Oneida,
MC5,
Deepchord,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Second Layer,
ABBA,
Barbara Tucker,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Dolphy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
June Days,
Byron Stingily,
Zapp,
Mars,
John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gap Band,
Black Moon,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yaz,
Simply Red,
Cal Tjader,
Albert Ayler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lower 48,
Quantec,
Rekid,
Fugazi,
The Gories,
Lalann,
T. Rex,
The Fuzztones,
Man Parrish,
Symarip,
Todd Terry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
Malaria!,
Stetsasonic,
Amazonics,
Morten Harket,
Khruangbin,
The Vogues,
Susan Cadogan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crash Course in Science,
Chris Corsano,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Trumans Water,
The Count Five,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.