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 Serbia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Young Rascals to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Matthew Bourne,
Eve St. Jones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Das Ding,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Franke,
Loose Ends,
Electric Prunes,
Bronski Beat,
Youth Brigade,
Moss Icon,
Roger Hodgson,
Throbbing Gristle,
MDC,
Tom Boy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television,
The Moleskins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Steve Hackett,
Duran Duran,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
D'Angelo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Accadde A,
the Sonics,
Fat Boys,
UT,
The Offenders,
Bobby Womack,
Fugazi,
New York Dolls,
Crash Course in Science,
Hashim,
Spoonie Gee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
Bluetip,
Kaleidoscope,
Wings,
Crime,
Goldenarms,
Warren Ellis,
Babytalk,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxette,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Clear Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Green,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fall,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.