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 Cameroon and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 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 guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
E-Dancer,
Bang On A Can,
Ponytail,
Wire,
Charles Mingus,
Pierre Henry,
The Index,
The Five Americans,
Ken Boothe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lungfish,
Todd Rundgren,
Mo-Dettes,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Patti Smith,
Jandek,
the Human League,
DJ Sneak,
Adolescents,
New Age Steppers,
Con Funk Shun,
Average White Band,
The Leaves,
Jeff Mills,
Danielle Patucci,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter & Gordon,
Cluster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dirtbombs,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
Colin Newman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pulsallama,
the Swans,
Bad Manners,
Lightning Bolt,
Sällskapet,
the Germs,
The Invisible,
Andrew Hill,
The Doors,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
The Angels of Light,
Severed Heads,
Oblivians,
Soulsonic Force,
Stetsasonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Selecter,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Cale,
The Associates,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.