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 Seychelles and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Barracudas to the disco 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron 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 rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Half Japanese,
Delon & Dalcan,
Television,
Rufus Thomas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ronnie Foster,
The Victims,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sight & Sound,
Lower 48,
Public Image Ltd.,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Pus,
Nas,
Neu!,
Donald Byrd,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Invisible,
Bad Manners,
Mantronix,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Zapp,
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Mills,
Thompson Twins,
The Star Department,
The Flesh Eaters,
Junior Murvin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Johnny Clarke,
Brothers Johnson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ice-T,
Minnie Riperton,
Marshall Jefferson,
Porter Ricks,
Howard Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
The Detroit Cobras,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang of Four,
Rosa Yemen,
Todd Terry,
Sun City Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Suburban Knight,
John Cale,
Au Pairs,
Laurel Aitken,
the Germs,
Section 25,
Danielle Patucci,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sonics,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.