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 France and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lindisfarne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Howard Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Pole,
The Index,
Grauzone,
The Monks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Searchers,
Rites of Spring,
Gang Green,
Dead Boys,
Pylon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Isaac Hayes,
UT,
Black Flag,
Bob Dylan,
Cluster,
AZ,
Robert Hood,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ponytail,
Jeff Lynne,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Moody Blues,
Dark Day,
Faust,
Iggy Pop,
T. Rex,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quantec,
DJ Sneak,
Eve St. Jones,
The Golliwogs,
Harmonia,
A Certain Ratio,
Barry Ungar,
The Cowsills,
Sun City Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Human League,
New Order,
The Gun Club,
The Slackers,
Goldenarms,
Lalann,
Steve Hackett,
Drexciya,
D'Angelo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eli Mardock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.