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 Mongolia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sonny Sharrock to the jazz 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Tomorrow,
LL Cool J,
Ornette Coleman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Underground Resistance,
The United States of America,
Neil Young,
B.T. Express,
New York Dolls,
June of 44,
Make Up,
KRS-One,
Jerry's Kids,
Sight & Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
The Vogues,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Q and Not U,
the Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pole,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ponytail,
John Coltrane,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cramps,
Godley & Creme,
Hot Snakes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Lydon,
Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
The Busters,
R.M.O.,
Marc Almond,
The Fuzztones,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June Days,
The Angels of Light,
The Motions,
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Stooges,
Cecil Taylor,
Banda Bassotti,
Country Teasers,
The Modern Lovers,
10cc,
U.S. Maple,
Gabor Szabo,
Iggy Pop,
The Cowsills,
Lou Reed,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.