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 Gambia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Gun Club to the disco 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Television,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joey Negro,
Sight & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ituana,
Surgeon,
Black Moon,
Yazoo,
Half Japanese,
Ken Boothe,
The Searchers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joe Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Agent Orange,
DJ Sneak,
Motorama,
Anthony Braxton,
Duran Duran,
Crooked Eye,
Rotary Connection,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Organ,
Slick Rick,
Stereo Dub,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Juan Atkins,
The Electric Prunes,
Television Personalities,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skriet,
Sixth Finger,
cv313,
Nils Olav,
Flamin' Groovies,
Khruangbin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
The Invisible,
Byron Stingily,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siglo XX,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grey Daturas,
Tommy Roe,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chris Corsano,
Accadde A,
Theoretical Girls,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.