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 Peru and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Magazine to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba 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 rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Zero Boys,
Wire,
EPMD,
Bush Tetras,
the Normal,
Dennis Brown,
The Raincoats,
The Real Kids,
Janne Schatter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Kinks,
The Beau Brummels,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kurtis Blow,
Aural Exciters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cure,
Max Romeo,
Radiohead,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Archie Shepp,
AZ,
The Sonics,
the Soft Cell,
Minny Pops,
the Bar-Kays,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Howard Jones,
Pagans,
The Walker Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Trumans Water,
John Cale,
Rekid,
Q and Not U,
Boz Scaggs,
Patti Smith,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Simply Red,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacques Brel,
Von Mondo,
Sex Pistols,
Ronan,
The Evens,
The Electric Prunes,
The Index,
Soft Machine,
Ituana,
Infiniti,
Kenny Larkin,
Donny Hathaway,
The Red Krayola,
The Buckinghams,
Jeff Mills,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.