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 Moldova and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Banda Bassotti to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar 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 güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Q and Not U,
The Misunderstood,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bluetip,
Stetsasonic,
The Durutti Column,
The Fuzztones,
Boredoms,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythm & Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Japan,
Unwound,
The Saints,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mandrill,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Half Japanese,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nirvana,
Drexciya,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marine Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott Heron,
B.T. Express,
Alice Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Big Daddy Kane,
Junior Murvin,
Donald Byrd,
T. Rex,
Pere Ubu,
a-ha,
Gang of Four,
The Barracudas,
Basic Channel,
The Residents,
U.S. Maple,
Oneida,
Matthew Halsall,
Sonic Youth,
Second Layer,
Infiniti,
Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Görl,
Lyres,
Mr. Review,
Leonard Cohen,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.