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 Nepal and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joensuu 1685 to the electroclash 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin 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 linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Walker Brothers,
Anakelly,
Motorama,
The Gap Band,
Sex Pistols,
Radiohead,
Amon Düül II,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Moon,
Scan 7,
Archie Shepp,
Sonic Youth,
Max Romeo,
The Move,
Make Up,
The Happenings,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pere Ubu,
Peter & Gordon,
The Human League,
Faust,
Jacques Brel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slits,
Young Marble Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Minnie Riperton,
Kenny Larkin,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gladiators,
K-Klass,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultravox,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stockholm Monsters,
Audionom,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Byron Stingily,
Arcadia,
Swell Maps,
Surgeon,
48th St. Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nik Kershaw,
Monks,
Stiv Bators,
Albert Ayler,
Roxy Music,
Franke,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.