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 Bolivia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Moebius to the techno 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe 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 snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joyce Sims,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nils Olav,
Pagans,
D'Angelo,
Smog,
Lou Christie,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Index,
the Germs,
John Foxx,
Rites of Spring,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Accadde A,
Urselle,
Shuggie Otis,
Icehouse,
U.S. Maple,
Jerry's Kids,
In Retrospect,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare,
The Dave Clark Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tomorrow,
Arcadia,
The Gun Club,
Harmonia,
Man Eating Sloth,
JFA,
H. Thieme,
Tubeway Army,
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jawbox,
Dual Sessions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eyeless In Gaza,
KRS-One,
Goldenarms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Byrd,
Grauzone,
Altered Images,
John Coltrane,
Warren Ellis,
Bill Wells,
Japan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joensuu 1685,
The Busters,
The Gap Band,
Ituana,
Y Pants,
Don Cherry,
The Walker Brothers,
Newcleus,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.