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 Armenia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Livin' Joy to the disco 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a marimba and a synthesizer 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 spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Newcleus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Zero Boys,
Wire,
June of 44,
Colin Newman,
Sonic Youth,
Marmalade,
The Monochrome Set,
Desert Stars,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Green,
Marc Almond,
The Gap Band,
Oneida,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deadbeat,
Jerry's Kids,
Inner City,
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Motions,
The Beau Brummels,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wasted Youth,
cv313,
Tom Boy,
DJ Sneak,
Camberwell Now,
Monks,
Neu!,
Outsiders,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Darondo,
Gregory Isaacs,
The United States of America,
Brick,
Deepchord,
the Association,
DNA,
The Birthday Party,
The Fall,
The Names,
Graham Central Station,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Moon,
Pagans,
Carl Craig,
Delta 5,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fire Engines,
The Litter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Siglo XX,
ABC,
The Fortunes,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.