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 Algeria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Reagan Youth to the grime 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 marimba and a harpsichord 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 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Beau Brummels,
Television,
Chrome,
Motorama,
The Cure,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Bizarre Inc.,
Carl Craig,
Main Source,
Von Mondo,
The Trojans,
Glenn Branca,
Roger Hodgson,
Ponytail,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minor Threat,
Sister Nancy,
The United States of America,
CMW,
Glambeats Corp.,
Parry Music,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalann,
China Crisis,
Nico,
Crime,
Depeche Mode,
John Holt,
Royal Trux,
Desert Stars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter & Gordon,
Q and Not U,
Joe Smooth,
Wire,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vladislav Delay,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DJ Style,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Minny Pops,
the Normal,
Man Parrish,
Don Cherry,
The Fall,
The Fuzztones,
Drexciya,
the Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Byrd,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.