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 Albania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roger Hodgson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 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 rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Jerry's Kids,
Public Enemy,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Pop Group,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ludus,
Althea and Donna,
Silicon Teens,
The Barracudas,
The Knickerbockers,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Music Machine,
Zero Boys,
The Human League,
Morten Harket,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Charles Mingus,
Quando Quango,
Sixth Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Axelrod,
Electric Prunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lakeside,
Camouflage,
Jandek,
The Martian,
Robert Wyatt,
Colin Newman,
Dual Sessions,
Loose Ends,
Joe Finger,
Circle Jerks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soft Cell,
Nik Kershaw,
John Holt,
Saccharine Trust,
Dave Gahan,
Flipper,
Slick Rick,
The Gories,
The Vogues,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Oblivians,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
K-Klass,
Letta Mbulu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camberwell Now,
Nils Olav,
Sun Ra,
Derrick Morgan,
In Retrospect,
Grauzone,
Sonny Sharrock,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.