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 Luxembourg and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mr. Review to the grime 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator 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 spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
a-ha,
Alphaville,
June of 44,
The Smiths,
T.S.O.L.,
Don Cherry,
Black Sheep,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television Personalities,
Babytalk,
Josef K,
Soul Sonic Force,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Average White Band,
Loose Ends,
Deepchord,
Letta Mbulu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
10cc,
The Sonics,
Piero Umiliani,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scratch Acid,
Tommy Roe,
Bad Manners,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
L. Decosne,
Laurel Aitken,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bluetip,
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joe Smooth,
Amon Düül,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Graham Central Station,
The Mojo Men,
Mission of Burma,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott Heron,
Siglo XX,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Silicon Teens,
Lalann,
The Pretty Things,
Marvin Gaye,
The Tremeloes,
Outsiders,
Duran Duran,
Deadbeat,
World's Most,
EPMD,
Warsaw,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.