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 Morocco and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Prince Buster to the rap 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord 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 mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Bobby Byrd,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Slits,
The Fall,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ken Boothe,
New York Dolls,
Pole,
Laurel Aitken,
Howard Jones,
The Kinks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chris Corsano,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott Heron,
Janne Schatter,
The Evens,
T.S.O.L.,
Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grey Daturas,
Gabor Szabo,
K-Klass,
Drexciya,
Lakeside,
Masters at Work,
Technova,
Ice-T,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lucky Dragons,
Roxy Music,
Marvin Gaye,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Godley & Creme,
Youth Brigade,
Quadrant,
Mo-Dettes,
Smog,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
Arthur Verocai,
Ossler,
The Alarm Clocks,
China Crisis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roy Ayers,
The Cramps,
Fela Kuti,
Grauzone,
the Human League,
John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.