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 Mauritania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Neu! to the punk 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
The Pretty Things,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kool Moe Dee,
Symarip,
Lakeside,
Mission of Burma,
Jawbox,
The Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Angry Samoans,
The Knickerbockers,
Pere Ubu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Misunderstood,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Seeds,
John Holt,
Ronnie Foster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cowsills,
Marc Almond,
Lalo Schifrin,
David Bowie,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül,
Roy Ayers,
Kayak,
Minnie Riperton,
Trumans Water,
Outsiders,
The Toasters,
Pussy Galore,
Pylon,
Ponytail,
Scan 7,
The Monochrome Set,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
World's Most,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
Derrick Morgan,
Slick Rick,
The Golliwogs,
Eve St. Jones,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric Copeland,
The Move,
Q and Not U,
Fear,
The Doobie Brothers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.