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 Panama and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Crime to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe 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 marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Lucky Dragons,
Hardrive,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter & Gordon,
Deepchord,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Boredoms,
Lindisfarne,
T.S.O.L.,
Rakim,
Drexciya,
Alison Limerick,
David Bowie,
The Human League,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Holt,
Wings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ten City,
The J.B.'s,
Minor Threat,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Raincoats,
the Sonics,
the Human League,
The Happenings,
Max Romeo,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Copeland,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tim Buckley,
Josef K,
X-102,
Iggy Pop,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roger Hodgson,
kango's stein massive,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
X-101,
Maleditus Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Public Enemy,
World's Most,
The Music Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nick Fraelich,
Ossler,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Golliwogs,
Infiniti,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.