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 India and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 AZ to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '90s.
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 linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Black Bananas,
Lucky Dragons,
Angry Samoans,
Todd Terry,
Television Personalities,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aaron Thompson,
Pantytec,
Cybotron,
Thee Headcoats,
Half Japanese,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fluxion,
Eve St. Jones,
Shoche,
Television,
Metal Thangz,
The Monks,
UT,
James White and The Blacks,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
Kerri Chandler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gong,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Essential Logic,
Kaleidoscope,
Nation of Ulysses,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joe Finger,
X-102,
Rosa Yemen,
Index,
New York Dolls,
OOIOO,
The Tremeloes,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Magazine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Absolute Body Control,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bad Manners,
Lou Christie,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Normal,
Youth Brigade,
X-101,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
Procol Harum,
Skaos,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.