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 St Lucia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Reagan Youth to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro 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 marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Standells,
Danielle Patucci,
Maurizio,
Thompson Twins,
Parry Music,
Nirvana,
Rosa Yemen,
Basic Channel,
Grey Daturas,
Severed Heads,
Steve Hackett,
Second Layer,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lungfish,
The Toasters,
The Searchers,
Lightning Bolt,
The New Christs,
The Neon Judgement,
10cc,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonny Sharrock,
OOIOO,
Grauzone,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scion,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Star Department,
Slave,
kango's stein massive,
Shuggie Otis,
Panda Bear,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eden Ahbez,
The Sonics,
Porter Ricks,
The Cure,
Deakin,
The Blackbyrds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Juan Atkins,
Bill Wells,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Circle Jerks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Terry,
Ultra Naté,
Echospace,
Rekid,
Siglo XX,
Trumans Water,
Technova,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.