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 Cambodia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator 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 Popol Vuh to the disco 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
Lalann,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-101,
the Human League,
Camouflage,
Althea and Donna,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siglo XX,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anakelly,
Qualms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pussy Galore,
Bill Wells,
In Retrospect,
Joe Smooth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Trojans,
Iggy Pop,
Suicide,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun City Girls,
John Lydon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultravox,
Intrusion,
Delon & Dalcan,
World's Most,
Scratch Acid,
Gichy Dan,
Rosa Yemen,
cv313,
Agitation Free,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Half Japanese,
Bronski Beat,
Howard Jones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The United States of America,
Tears for Fears,
Susan Cadogan,
Zapp,
Eli Mardock,
Godley & Creme,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.