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 Djibouti and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zapp to the jazz 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin 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 linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Vladislav Delay,
The Residents,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pantytec,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donny Hathaway,
Pet Shop Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy Collins,
Saccharine Trust,
Cybotron,
the Bar-Kays,
Eli Mardock,
Ultra Naté,
Television,
The Sonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Blake Baxter,
The Electric Prunes,
Section 25,
Brick,
The New Christs,
the Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
Sister Nancy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Stooges,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moby Grape,
Lalo Schifrin,
Maleditus Sound,
Dave Gahan,
The Count Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sparks,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Remains,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sex Pistols,
Radio Birdman,
The Neon Judgement,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Kinks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tommy Roe,
Sonny Sharrock,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Toasters,
Audionom,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Nico,
Bad Manners,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.