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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 the Germs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mantronix,
The Associates,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Motions,
Janne Schatter,
Stetsasonic,
Tom Boy,
Reagan Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
Magma,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
Babytalk,
The Red Krayola,
Desert Stars,
Rufus Thomas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mary Jane Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Peter and Kerry,
Derrick Morgan,
The Wake,
Reuben Wilson,
Harry Pussy,
Echospace,
Bootsy Collins,
10cc,
The Stooges,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispian St. Peters,
Guru Guru,
The Barracudas,
Motorama,
JFA,
K-Klass,
Joe Smooth,
Pantaleimon,
The Names,
Todd Rundgren,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Maurizio,
The Gun Club,
Arthur Verocai,
Royal Trux,
Sarah Menescal,
Symarip,
Eve St. Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Grass Roots,
Section 25,
Fluxion,
the Human League,
Grey Daturas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flipper,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.