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 Pakistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 the Human League to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
The Pretty Things,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lindisfarne,
Negative Approach,
Marvin Gaye,
Excepter,
Animal Collective,
Crooked Eye,
The Red Krayola,
The Moleskins,
Yaz,
Silicon Teens,
The Saints,
Brothers Johnson,
Bluetip,
Aural Exciters,
David Axelrod,
Donald Byrd,
EPMD,
John Lydon,
Cluster,
Wally Richardson,
Sparks,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Soft Machine,
Slave,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
Surgeon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kas Product,
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Talk Talk,
Outsiders,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Move,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alton Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Erasure,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Frankie Knuckles,
Interpol,
Alphaville,
Section 25,
Second Layer,
James White and The Blacks,
Mars,
Peter & Gordon,
Altered Images,
Rod Modell,
Con Funk Shun,
Procol Harum,
Radio Birdman,
The United States of America,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.