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 Libya and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Mantronix to the jazz 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes 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 clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Flash Fearless,
CMW,
Roxette,
Shuggie Otis,
Derrick Morgan,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wings,
Warren Ellis,
Marmalade,
Skaos,
Pagans,
The Blues Magoos,
Boredoms,
The Residents,
Sun Ra,
Janne Schatter,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultravox,
Black Sheep,
X-Ray Spex,
Masters at Work,
Cluster,
Y Pants,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harpers Bizarre,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Busters,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Human League,
Gong,
Pylon,
Fat Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
Parry Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skriet,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
FM Einheit,
Neu!,
Desert Stars,
Brick,
Piero Umiliani,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sonics,
Black Flag,
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Marcia Griffiths,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quadrant,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.