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 Gambia and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Drexciya to the crunk 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin 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 organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Parry Music,
Motorama,
Albert Ayler,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skaos,
Rakim,
Roger Hodgson,
Robert Görl,
X-102,
Nik Kershaw,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Five Americans,
The Happenings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Move,
Essential Logic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Livin' Joy,
Archie Shepp,
Arcadia,
Sugar Minott,
Davy DMX,
Babytalk,
Marvin Gaye,
Can,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
U.S. Maple,
The Residents,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeru the Damaja,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ronnie Foster,
Gong,
Yazoo,
Jerry's Kids,
Mandrill,
Eyeless In Gaza,
James White and The Blacks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Derrick May,
Bush Tetras,
Fugazi,
Make Up,
Jacob Miller,
Stetsasonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Clear Light,
Alice Coltrane,
Audionom,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Moody Blues,
Underground Resistance,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Fania All-Stars,
Harmonia,
The Associates,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
K-Klass,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.