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 Vietnam and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pussy Galore to the grime 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin 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 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Steve Hackett,
Q65,
EPMD,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Maleditus Sound,
Intrusion,
Kaleidoscope,
Cameo,
Peter and Kerry,
Television Personalities,
Accadde A,
Mandrill,
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Can,
Sight & Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dennis Brown,
New Age Steppers,
Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Connie Case,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aaron Thompson,
AZ,
Quando Quango,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
Liliput,
Shoche,
Clear Light,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
Brass Construction,
Buzzcocks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alton Ellis,
Niagra,
The Count Five,
Desert Stars,
Judy Mowatt,
Loose Ends,
Camouflage,
Gong,
The New Christs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sonics,
Johnny Clarke,
The Red Krayola,
Colin Newman,
Magma,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Womack,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.