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 Comoros and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Columbus and Calgary.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Brass Construction to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin 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 spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Half Japanese,
Soft Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Letta Mbulu,
U.S. Maple,
F. McDonald,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
Scientists,
Graham Central Station,
Cecil Taylor,
Qualms,
Khruangbin,
James White and The Blacks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mandrill,
Grauzone,
Suicide,
Television Personalities,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Can,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Sonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Supertramp,
Ten City,
Robert Hood,
Pharoah Sanders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gichy Dan,
The Golliwogs,
Suburban Knight,
Magazine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
Connie Case,
The Birthday Party,
Sonic Youth,
Iggy Pop,
Audionom,
Reuben Wilson,
The Smoke,
The Raincoats,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter & Gordon,
EPMD,
Neu!,
The Doors,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
These Immortal Souls,
Bluetip,
Al Stewart,
The Five Americans,
Cymande,
The Cramps,
the Fania All-Stars,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.