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 Russia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Henry Cow to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar 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 guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Sam Rivers,
Agent Orange,
James White and The Blacks,
Fluxion,
Ronan,
Harry Pussy,
Idris Muhammad,
Banda Bassotti,
X-102,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Animal Collective,
Alton Ellis,
Jeff Mills,
10cc,
Kool Moe Dee,
Livin' Joy,
Young Marble Giants,
Q65,
Deakin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Swans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Outsiders,
The Monks,
Gang Starr,
Jacob Miller,
Faust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nirvana,
Clear Light,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mojo Men,
The Gories,
Shoche,
Davy DMX,
Joy Division,
The Evens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Young Rascals,
One Last Wish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pierre Henry,
Wally Richardson,
Swell Maps,
Television,
Flamin' Groovies,
Isaac Hayes,
Shuggie Otis,
Organ,
Loose Ends,
The Neon Judgement,
Archie Shepp,
Essential Logic,
Aaron Thompson,
Dark Day,
Warsaw,
Slick Rick,
New Age Steppers,
Mandrill,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Associates,
Khruangbin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.