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 Belarus and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pagans to the techno 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a 808 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 guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
The Cowsills,
The Skatalites,
Rod Modell,
Dennis Brown,
Scrapy,
Make Up,
Michelle Simonal,
the Sonics,
Animal Collective,
Joensuu 1685,
Ronnie Foster,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fuzztones,
Blancmange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Yaz,
Tom Boy,
Zero Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Hood,
Colin Newman,
Smog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fluxion,
Faust,
The Neon Judgement,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Certain Ratio,
Livin' Joy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yellowson,
New Order,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Smooth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Enemy,
Black Sheep,
Silicon Teens,
Ohio Players,
Brothers Johnson,
Pantytec,
Derrick Morgan,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
Sixth Finger,
Bluetip,
Derrick May,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nirvana,
Sonic Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minny Pops,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minnie Riperton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sonics,
Lou Christie,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.