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 Cyprus and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pussy Galore to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Goldenarms,
Lou Christie,
Pagans,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
The Young Rascals,
The Velvet Underground,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Icehouse,
Fear,
Chrome,
Monks,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Essential Logic,
The Modern Lovers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Circle Jerks,
T.S.O.L.,
the Bar-Kays,
Tubeway Army,
Scan 7,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alphaville,
Public Enemy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minny Pops,
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
Bill Near,
Crooked Eye,
Kaleidoscope,
Skarface,
Half Japanese,
Newcleus,
K-Klass,
Derrick Morgan,
Mandrill,
Japan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Y Pants,
Erykah Badu,
The Last Poets,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Sonics,
X-Ray Spex,
KRS-One,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visage,
The Grass Roots,
Don Cherry,
Tom Boy,
The Standells,
Anakelly,
John Foxx,
The Alarm Clocks,
Davy DMX,
Rakim,
The Dave Clark Five,
Masters at Work,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.