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 Sri Lanka and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Dark Day to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a güiro 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 theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Birthday Party,
Khruangbin,
Radiopuhelimet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Pretty Things,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spoonie Gee,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Wyatt,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Almond,
Pierre Henry,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Maurizio,
Surgeon,
Barbara Tucker,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moleskins,
The Zeros,
The Dead C,
These Immortal Souls,
Soulsonic Force,
David McCallum,
The Beau Brummels,
E-Dancer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
D'Angelo,
Neu!,
Hasil Adkins,
The Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Wasted Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sandy B,
Zero Boys,
Bill Near,
Royal Trux,
Laurel Aitken,
The Golliwogs,
Loose Ends,
Slick Rick,
Lungfish,
Gang Starr,
Joe Smooth,
Fad Gadget,
Banda Bassotti,
Danielle Patucci,
Erasure,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mad Mike,
Audionom,
Trumans Water,
DJ Sneak,
Alphaville,
Cheater Slicks,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.