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 Italy and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Outsiders to the techno 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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ 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 theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lindisfarne,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Davy DMX,
Animal Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Normal,
Barbara Tucker,
Peter and Kerry,
Eden Ahbez,
Tom Boy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Buckinghams,
Scott Walker,
Scrapy,
One Last Wish,
Bluetip,
Masters at Work,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Motorama,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
The Misunderstood,
Glenn Branca,
Mars,
Jandek,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ronnie Foster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect,
Bill Wells,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonic Youth,
Dead Boys,
Terry Callier,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultra Naté,
X-101,
The Detroit Cobras,
Niagra,
Das Ding,
The Young Rascals,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Isaac Hayes,
Urselle,
New Order,
Y Pants,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nico,
The Busters,
Basic Channel,
Moebius,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sugar Minott,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.