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 Solomon Islands and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer 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 Ronnie Foster to the rap 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Franke,
The Associates,
Flash Fearless,
Mission of Burma,
Basic Channel,
Ultra Naté,
The Flesh Eaters,
Minnie Riperton,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-102,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Animal Collective,
Godley & Creme,
The Searchers,
kango's stein massive,
John Holt,
Josef K,
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
The Human League,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
E-Dancer,
The Cowsills,
Sixth Finger,
Japan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hoover,
The Gories,
Sight & Sound,
Black Sheep,
Y Pants,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erykah Badu,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pagans,
Inner City,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rotary Connection,
Marvin Gaye,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Standells,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bootsy Collins,
Reuben Wilson,
Metal Thangz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skarface,
Nirvana,
Television,
Schoolly D,
Groovy Waters,
Nas,
Archie Shepp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Joe Smooth,
The Happenings,
Ornette Coleman,
Deepchord,
Anakelly,
Liliput,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.