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 Estonia and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Vainqueur to the punk 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a 808 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 synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
Deepchord,
Nico,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reuben Wilson,
the Human League,
David McCallum,
This Heat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alice Coltrane,
Don Cherry,
New Order,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Litter,
Model 500,
Hot Snakes,
Funky Four + One,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Brass Construction,
Grauzone,
Toni Rubio,
Quando Quango,
Alphaville,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxy Music,
F. McDonald,
Technova,
Joe Finger,
The Vogues,
Bobby Hutcherson,
E-Dancer,
Dark Day,
Urselle,
kango's stein massive,
Pussy Galore,
The Modern Lovers,
Rosa Yemen,
Pole,
Arcadia,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Kerri Chandler,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ituana,
Marmalade,
Mantronix,
Robert Hood,
Bad Manners,
Minor Threat,
James White and The Blacks,
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thompson Twins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Iggy Pop,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
L. Decosne,
10cc,
Bang On A Can,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.