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 Botswana and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin 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 sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
Godley & Creme,
Desert Stars,
UT,
The Divine Comedy,
Supertramp,
In Retrospect,
The Tremeloes,
Neil Young,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sex Pistols,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacob Miller,
Inner City,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fela Kuti,
The Blues Magoos,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cure,
The Sonics,
The Seeds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Easy Going,
The Skatalites,
Boz Scaggs,
Banda Bassotti,
Brand Nubian,
Bootsy Collins,
T.S.O.L.,
Alton Ellis,
Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
The Slits,
Rod Modell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Porter Ricks,
Motorama,
Black Flag,
Silicon Teens,
cv313,
Grey Daturas,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Connie Case,
The Walker Brothers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sexual Harrassment,
EPMD,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter & Gordon,
MDC,
Section 25,
Joensuu 1685,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minutemen,
Public Enemy,
the Soft Cell,
Archie Shepp,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.