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 Colombia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mary Jane Girls 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar 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 snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lucky Dragons,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
X-Ray Spex,
The Offenders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Juan Atkins,
Hashim,
Jeff Mills,
The Tremeloes,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fugs,
Godley & Creme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Marvin Gaye,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Q and Not U,
Siglo XX,
Unwound,
Half Japanese,
Mandrill,
Arab on Radar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scientists,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moleskins,
Groovy Waters,
Nick Fraelich,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gichy Dan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Reuben Wilson,
Fear,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Flag,
David Bowie,
Scan 7,
Duran Duran,
Camberwell Now,
New Age Steppers,
Warren Ellis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ponytail,
Fluxion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
T.S.O.L.,
Bill Wells,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
Simply Red,
Second Layer,
Nirvana,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.