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 Latvia and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin 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 linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Moebius,
The Skatalites,
Carl Craig,
Groovy Waters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Zero Boys,
Silicon Teens,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blake Baxter,
Talk Talk,
The Fuzztones,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
10cc,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sixth Finger,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eric Dolphy,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
Terry Callier,
Lightning Bolt,
Livin' Joy,
Junior Murvin,
The Fugs,
Fugazi,
Chris Corsano,
Jeff Lynne,
The Knickerbockers,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gun Club,
The Saints,
Inner City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Y Pants,
Theoretical Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sam Rivers,
Porter Ricks,
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Circle Jerks,
Thompson Twins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boz Scaggs,
Bob Dylan,
Goldenarms,
Lindisfarne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Monolake,
Aaron Thompson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.