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 Fiji and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Maurizio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron 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 a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gong,
Electric Prunes,
The Cramps,
The Vogues,
Ponytail,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Sonics,
Little Man,
Roxy Music,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
The Gun Club,
Brand Nubian,
The Fugs,
The Last Poets,
the Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army,
Bush Tetras,
Rites of Spring,
Lakeside,
the Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Metal Thangz,
Inner City,
B.T. Express,
The Toasters,
Audionom,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed,
a-ha,
X-102,
Moss Icon,
Moby Grape,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funkadelic,
Barrington Levy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Excepter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Normal,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
Skriet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Monolake,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Section 25,
Pere Ubu,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cal Tjader,
Nirvana,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
Mission of Burma,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.