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 Qatar and from New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eli Mardock to the dance 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare 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 synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Moby Grape,
The Slackers,
The Doors,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Make Up,
June of 44,
The New Christs,
The Skatalites,
Kaleidoscope,
Shuggie Otis,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Sherman,
Crash Course in Science,
Television Personalities,
David Bowie,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
World's Most,
The Searchers,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
Accadde A,
Jawbox,
Matthew Halsall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Derrick May,
Rapeman,
The Young Rascals,
Groovy Waters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Copeland,
The Offenders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Subhumans,
Cal Tjader,
Sällskapet,
Tomorrow,
Intrusion,
Curtis Mayfield,
One Last Wish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gichy Dan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Model 500,
Barrington Levy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Echospace,
MC5,
The Buckinghams,
Carl Craig,
Eric Dolphy,
The Dirtbombs,
kango's stein massive,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ten City,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.