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 Haiti 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 T.S.O.L. to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb 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 clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Skriet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Hood,
The Slits,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
CMW,
Cecil Taylor,
Mantronix,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shuggie Otis,
The Stooges,
Wally Richardson,
Q and Not U,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joey Negro,
Ultravox,
Drexciya,
Roxy Music,
Groovy Waters,
Bluetip,
Kerri Chandler,
Deakin,
Kenny Larkin,
Tom Boy,
Hot Snakes,
Intrusion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arthur Verocai,
Organ,
Accadde A,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marine Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
LL Cool J,
10cc,
This Heat,
Aaron Thompson,
The Happenings,
Depeche Mode,
Rapeman,
Anakelly,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marmalade,
Erykah Badu,
The Remains,
Black Sheep,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun City Girls,
David Axelrod,
The Moody Blues,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Zero Boys,
Crash Course in Science,
Magazine,
The Techniques,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.