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 Finland and from Paris.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jacques Brel to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar 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 guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Flag,
Chris & Cosey,
Amon Düül,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Animal Collective,
ABC,
David McCallum,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
Niagra,
Stetsasonic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Inner City,
Mandrill,
Mr. Review,
Shoche,
The Techniques,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Stooges,
Byron Stingily,
Neil Young,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wings,
Talk Talk,
Can,
Heaven 17,
Jeff Lynne,
Audionom,
Judy Mowatt,
Das Ding,
The Litter,
The Young Rascals,
James White and The Blacks,
The Angels of Light,
Howard Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Electric Light Orchestra,
AZ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DJ Style,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Sheep,
Pet Shop Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Rosa Yemen,
Johnny Clarke,
Jeff Mills,
Public Image Ltd.,
Goldenarms,
Duran Duran,
Sällskapet,
Fear,
Echospace,
Intrusion,
Whodini,
The Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang of Four,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.