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 Afghanistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Lou Reed 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 Moody Blues to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 an arpeggiator 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 linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Infiniti,
Funky Four + One,
X-Ray Spex,
Inner City,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agent Orange,
Fluxion,
The Gap Band,
Flash Fearless,
Henry Cow,
Joensuu 1685,
Minnie Riperton,
Bronski Beat,
the Swans,
Eli Mardock,
The Last Poets,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cure,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Y Pants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Raincoats,
Severed Heads,
The Victims,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Todd Rundgren,
La Düsseldorf,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
D'Angelo,
Visage,
The United States of America,
Robert Hood,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Golliwogs,
The Associates,
The Cramps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy Collins,
Cybotron,
Basic Channel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minor Threat,
Blossom Toes,
Marvin Gaye,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hardrive,
Kurtis Blow,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Certain Ratio,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.