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 Laos and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Alphaville to the funk 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ 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 sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Associates,
Outsiders,
Moebius,
Gerry Rafferty,
Schoolly D,
Crooked Eye,
Marvin Gaye,
Glambeats Corp.,
OOIOO,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Byrd,
The Neon Judgement,
The Birthday Party,
The Fortunes,
The Motions,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke,
Todd Rundgren,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pulsallama,
Gang Starr,
The Techniques,
Babytalk,
Whodini,
The Smoke,
The Moleskins,
Roy Ayers,
Deepchord,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quadrant,
The Doors,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Tremeloes,
Joe Finger,
Steve Hackett,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
the Sonics,
X-101,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aswad,
B.T. Express,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skaos,
Index,
Stetsasonic,
Vladislav Delay,
The Grass Roots,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez,
Ralphi Rosario,
Delon & Dalcan,
Silicon Teens,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.