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 Bolivia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Eurythmics to the funk 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 synthesizer and a linndrum 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 rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
OOIOO,
Toni Rubio,
Black Flag,
Ronnie Foster,
The Selecter,
Skaos,
The J.B.'s,
ABC,
Franke,
Donald Byrd,
Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slits,
Sparks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Little Man,
New York Dolls,
Scan 7,
Massinfluence,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fire Engines,
The Sound,
The Pretty Things,
Patti Smith,
Theoretical Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Zero Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sixth Finger,
Sound Behaviour,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sonic Youth,
Soft Machine,
Mission of Burma,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
DNA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bad Manners,
Kas Product,
Barrington Levy,
Fad Gadget,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lower 48,
Pantaleimon,
Johnny Clarke,
Ken Boothe,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Beau Brummels,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Sonics,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Porter Ricks,
The Residents,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.