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 Haiti and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Bizarre Inc. to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
the Bar-Kays,
The Moleskins,
The Gladiators,
Archie Shepp,
The Cowsills,
Royal Trux,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Hill,
Basic Channel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
ABBA,
Tom Boy,
Echospace,
Lower 48,
Shoche,
Boredoms,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dual Sessions,
The Five Americans,
Blossom Toes,
Thee Headcoats,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Darondo,
The Golliwogs,
Soft Cell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Buzzcocks,
Sandy B,
Terry Callier,
Howard Jones,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fire Engines,
Lungfish,
Colin Newman,
David Axelrod,
Gang Starr,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
World's Most,
Visage,
The Dead C,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Lou Christie,
R.M.O.,
Robert Görl,
the Normal,
Neil Young,
The Litter,
Stockholm Monsters,
Iggy Pop,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Halsall,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quadrant,
Easy Going,
The Slits,
OOIOO,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.