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 Congo and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Talk Talk to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 a clarinet 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 clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Massinfluence,
The Trojans,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiohead,
The Gap Band,
Connie Case,
JFA,
The Durutti Column,
Zero Boys,
The Moleskins,
Groovy Waters,
The Dave Clark Five,
FM Einheit,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Moby Grape,
Lee Hazlewood,
Von Mondo,
Visage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roxy Music,
John Foxx,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
Popol Vuh,
Fugazi,
The Slits,
Yusef Lateef,
U.S. Maple,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gong,
Swans,
Janne Schatter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
Mandrill,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Sherman,
The Electric Prunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
James White and The Blacks,
Section 25,
Scott Walker,
Fat Boys,
The Grass Roots,
Mars,
The Cramps,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eddi Front,
The Invisible,
Spandau Ballet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
Mr. Review,
Swell Maps,
Funky Four + One,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.