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 Bulgaria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 the Germs to the grime 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 Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord 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 organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Human League,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wasted Youth,
Ten City,
Shoche,
The Raincoats,
Joy Division,
Q65,
Ohio Players,
Sight & Sound,
The Smoke,
Bang On A Can,
Lower 48,
Ludus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minny Pops,
Juan Atkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Doors,
Massinfluence,
Ornette Coleman,
Radio Birdman,
Grey Daturas,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Doobie Brothers,
OOIOO,
Bobby Byrd,
Au Pairs,
T. Rex,
Scott Walker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Althea and Donna,
Electric Prunes,
Swans,
Camouflage,
Bauhaus,
The Skatalites,
Don Cherry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
Sound Behaviour,
Index,
JFA,
Darondo,
The Tremeloes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alison Limerick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Mandrill,
Youth Brigade,
The Gun Club,
Spoonie Gee,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Flag,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.