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 Panama and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Delta 5 to the dance 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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare 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 organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
LL Cool J,
Theoretical Girls,
Marmalade,
T. Rex,
Sam Rivers,
Easy Going,
Roxy Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Glenn Branca,
Reagan Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Eric Dolphy,
The New Christs,
H. Thieme,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Gastr Del Sol,
Los Fastidios,
The Leaves,
Funky Four + One,
Skaos,
La Düsseldorf,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maleditus Sound,
Malaria!,
Dawn Penn,
Funkadelic,
The Evens,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
R.M.O.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skarface,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marc Almond,
The Grass Roots,
The Dead C,
David Axelrod,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Echospace,
The Kinks,
Godley & Creme,
Slick Rick,
Gabor Szabo,
Second Layer,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Human League,
The Busters,
Archie Shepp,
Chris Corsano,
The Associates,
The United States of America,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Sonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mission of Burma,
Aloha Tigers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.