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 Accra.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dual Sessions to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator 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 guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
DNA,
Scrapy,
Monolake,
F. McDonald,
Joe Finger,
Wally Richardson,
Alphaville,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Donny Hathaway,
The Offenders,
Das Ding,
Cheater Slicks,
Lalann,
R.M.O.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fatback Band,
Delta 5,
Cybotron,
The Misunderstood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Suicide,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ultravox,
Charles Mingus,
Funky Four + One,
The Red Krayola,
Trumans Water,
The Moody Blues,
Pussy Galore,
AZ,
E-Dancer,
Magazine,
Kaleidoscope,
Grandmaster Flash,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Durutti Column,
The Grass Roots,
Erasure,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Divine Comedy,
The Knickerbockers,
KRS-One,
Soft Machine,
Mark Hollis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jawbox,
Mission of Burma,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
Freddie Wadling,
Minor Threat,
Supertramp,
The Move,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.