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 Slovenia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Aaron Thompson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum 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 synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Blake Baxter,
Peter & Gordon,
Motorama,
Make Up,
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
The Wake,
Aloha Tigers,
Q65,
Wasted Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
B.T. Express,
Thompson Twins,
Symarip,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Howard Jones,
Clear Light,
The Music Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scan 7,
The New Christs,
the Human League,
The Index,
Hot Snakes,
Ronan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Associates,
Television Personalities,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alphaville,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Second Layer,
Brothers Johnson,
Aaron Thompson,
Zero Boys,
Siglo XX,
Tim Buckley,
Bill Near,
Panda Bear,
Tears for Fears,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bauhaus,
Robert Görl,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Flipper,
The Techniques,
Cheater Slicks,
John Lydon,
Average White Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
June Days,
UT,
Public Enemy,
Gang of Four,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.