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 Senegal and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Soulsonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Doors,
Charles Mingus,
Slick Rick,
Aaron Thompson,
Japan,
Kas Product,
Susan Cadogan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chris Corsano,
Lungfish,
Audionom,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yazoo,
Camberwell Now,
Gichy Dan,
David Bowie,
The Dead C,
Amazonics,
Rakim,
Spoonie Gee,
LL Cool J,
Toni Rubio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Skaos,
Bobby Womack,
Scion,
Todd Terry,
Iggy Pop,
Eurythmics,
Radio Birdman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
Roxy Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Gang Green,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monolake,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
Loose Ends,
Oblivians,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Laurel Aitken,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
MC5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
CMW,
OOIOO,
Khruangbin,
Harmonia,
New York Dolls,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slits,
Glenn Branca,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.