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 Slovakia and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Khruangbin to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum 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 theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Electric Prunes,
Monks,
Brass Construction,
Scrapy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Donny Hathaway,
Schoolly D,
Loose Ends,
Wally Richardson,
Derrick May,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Depeche Mode,
The Move,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Enemy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Matthew Halsall,
Blake Baxter,
Average White Band,
The Zeros,
MDC,
Saccharine Trust,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacob Miller,
Organ,
Adolescents,
Oneida,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Audionom,
Chris & Cosey,
Joe Finger,
The Smoke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Monochrome Set,
MC5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marvin Gaye,
Goldenarms,
Kenny Larkin,
Smog,
The Tremeloes,
The Techniques,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
Magma,
Agent Orange,
The Names,
Gabor Szabo,
David Axelrod,
EPMD,
Steve Hackett,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DJ Style,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.