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 Indonesia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 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 organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
Reuben Wilson,
Half Japanese,
The Sonics,
Underground Resistance,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arab on Radar,
Little Man,
a-ha,
Saccharine Trust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rotary Connection,
Idris Muhammad,
Make Up,
Archie Shepp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mandrill,
Pharoah Sanders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Durutti Column,
Kurtis Blow,
Laurel Aitken,
Faust,
Jacques Brel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q and Not U,
Brand Nubian,
Cecil Taylor,
Section 25,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lower 48,
Buzzcocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mad Mike,
Jacob Miller,
Scientists,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Style,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Accadde A,
Young Marble Giants,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Moon,
Black Flag,
Symarip,
Fela Kuti,
Jawbox,
Wolf Eyes,
Amon Düül II,
Banda Bassotti,
Delta 5,
Amon Düül,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joe Finger,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Popol Vuh,
In Retrospect,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.