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 Cambodia and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Tropical Tobacco to the jazz 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 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 theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
The Associates,
Liliput,
Darondo,
Leonard Cohen,
Funky Four + One,
Cybotron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sixth Finger,
Mark Hollis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
The Busters,
Youth Brigade,
Quantec,
Zero Boys,
PIL,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alton Ellis,
Magma,
Don Cherry,
Iggy Pop,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter & Gordon,
Bluetip,
Ponytail,
The Star Department,
Flash Fearless,
Erasure,
Bobby Womack,
June of 44,
Traffic Nightmare,
Warren Ellis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Dolphy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric Copeland,
The Techniques,
Delta 5,
Mandrill,
Minnie Riperton,
Moby Grape,
The Fuzztones,
The Litter,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dead Boys,
Sandy B,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Qualms,
FM Einheit,
Supertramp,
Urselle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.