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 Grenada and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Can to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer 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 güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Bourne,
Unwound,
Fatback Band,
Lalann,
Kaleidoscope,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erasure,
Minor Threat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camberwell Now,
the Soft Cell,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Boz Scaggs,
Mantronix,
MDC,
Matthew Halsall,
Don Cherry,
T. Rex,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Josef K,
Scott Walker,
Neu!,
Visage,
The Selecter,
David McCallum,
Derrick Morgan,
U.S. Maple,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Interpol,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Johnny Clarke,
Robert Görl,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Alphaville,
World's Most,
Howard Jones,
Lalo Schifrin,
Q65,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Main Source,
Reagan Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Kinks,
The Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Delta 5,
Rod Modell,
Bob Dylan,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Flesh Eaters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.