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 Nauru and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eden Ahbez to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin 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 theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Beau Brummels,
Gastr Del Sol,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Walker Brothers,
Neu!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Pus,
The Young Rascals,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heaven 17,
Alison Limerick,
the Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
Sun Ra,
David McCallum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mummies,
The Fall,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxy Music,
Marvin Gaye,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Alice Coltrane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Quadrant,
Television Personalities,
Theoretical Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wire,
Stiv Bators,
Erasure,
Franke,
Delta 5,
Second Layer,
Das Ding,
Nils Olav,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cramps,
Interpol,
the Bar-Kays,
Eve St. Jones,
Skaos,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eurythmics,
The Neon Judgement,
Tres Demented,
Harpers Bizarre,
Don Cherry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.