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 Thailand and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 ABC to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare 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 mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
The Residents,
The Fuzztones,
Dave Gahan,
New Order,
Underground Resistance,
The Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boredoms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Wake,
Charles Mingus,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Qualms,
Television Personalities,
Subhumans,
D'Angelo,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Christie,
Sun Ra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Excepter,
Sun City Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Sonics,
Fat Boys,
ABC,
Flash Fearless,
Procol Harum,
Joyce Sims,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fatback Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visage,
Alice Coltrane,
Blossom Toes,
Sex Pistols,
Grey Daturas,
the Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Soul II Soul,
EPMD,
Groovy Waters,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-Ray Spex,
Audionom,
Technova,
Bang On A Can,
Half Japanese,
FM Einheit,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Flag,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jacob Miller,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Blackbyrds,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.