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 Bulgaria and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Brand Nubian to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 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 snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Popol Vuh,
Boogie Down Productions,
Michelle Simonal,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funky Four + One,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mojo Men,
Joy Division,
Crime,
Radiohead,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Iggy Pop,
Little Man,
The Zeros,
Flash Fearless,
The Blackbyrds,
Cameo,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Infiniti,
Groovy Waters,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skriet,
Silicon Teens,
Fifty Foot Hose,
U.S. Maple,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eve St. Jones,
the Germs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang of Four,
Monks,
A Certain Ratio,
Lyres,
Crash Course in Science,
Soft Machine,
Agent Orange,
Pylon,
The Martian,
Qualms,
Spandau Ballet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lucky Dragons,
Tommy Roe,
Technova,
Donald Byrd,
Lee Hazlewood,
June of 44,
The Young Rascals,
cv313,
Tres Demented,
China Crisis,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.