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 Ethiopia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Chrome to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro 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 harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Unrelated Segments,
Joy Division,
The Invisible,
Scion,
The Monks,
Sun City Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
Loose Ends,
Brothers Johnson,
The Smiths,
Franke,
Hasil Adkins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Urselle,
Hashim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ponytail,
Suburban Knight,
X-102,
Model 500,
Steve Hackett,
The Fugs,
The Skatalites,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cybotron,
Sex Pistols,
Terry Callier,
K-Klass,
Howard Jones,
Yaz,
Jeff Lynne,
Liliput,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Second Layer,
Peter & Gordon,
Harry Pussy,
Massinfluence,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roxette,
Swell Maps,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
ABC,
T.S.O.L.,
Y Pants,
Jeff Mills,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Machine,
The Move,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Happenings,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Angry Samoans,
Absolute Body Control,
Dawn Penn,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.