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 Jamaica and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 MC5 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe 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 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Quadrant,
Hardrive,
Essential Logic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ponytail,
Unrelated Segments,
Lower 48,
Banda Bassotti,
Skriet,
The Move,
Sällskapet,
Rod Modell,
Barry Ungar,
Eurythmics,
The Gladiators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Interpol,
Magma,
Brand Nubian,
Alison Limerick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scientists,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Angels of Light,
Hot Snakes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Con Funk Shun,
Reuben Wilson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Blues Magoos,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Schoolly D,
Trumans Water,
Eric B and Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fatback Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Boz Scaggs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mark Hollis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mummies,
Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mission of Burma,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cramps,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Slackers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Suburban Knight,
The Fuzztones,
The Happenings,
Joy Division,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.