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 Kuwait and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 The Misunderstood to the funk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord 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 oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Real Kids,
Mad Mike,
One Last Wish,
MDC,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare,
The Neon Judgement,
Althea and Donna,
Kaleidoscope,
The Human League,
Scott Walker,
Rapeman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mantronix,
the Soft Cell,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
Siglo XX,
Porter Ricks,
Hardrive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cameo,
Johnny Clarke,
David McCallum,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
Public Enemy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Happenings,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Techniques,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rakim,
Thompson Twins,
Howard Jones,
Sugar Minott,
Slave,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eli Mardock,
The Gun Club,
Agitation Free,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Skaos,
Motorama,
Nas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cheater Slicks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sarah Menescal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bill Wells,
K-Klass,
La Düsseldorf,
Carl Craig,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.