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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Stooges to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Cluster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blancmange,
Sandy B,
Moss Icon,
Arthur Verocai,
Infiniti,
The Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
The Electric Prunes,
Erasure,
Fluxion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Guru Guru,
Bad Manners,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q65,
Second Layer,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minnie Riperton,
Icehouse,
Faust,
Thompson Twins,
Underground Resistance,
Cal Tjader,
Cybotron,
Siglo XX,
Motorama,
Magma,
Sixth Finger,
Godley & Creme,
Rosa Yemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Procol Harum,
Eli Mardock,
Bronski Beat,
Pantytec,
A Certain Ratio,
X-101,
Symarip,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
Monks,
Crooked Eye,
Josef K,
Banda Bassotti,
Japan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Starr,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kurtis Blow,
B.T. Express,
Soul II Soul,
Niagra,
Harmonia,
Sällskapet,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.