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 Malaysia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Funkadelic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator 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 clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Gerry Rafferty,
Patti Smith,
Depeche Mode,
Kerri Chandler,
The Tremeloes,
Eurythmics,
Terry Callier,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nirvana,
Roxy Music,
Subhumans,
Young Marble Giants,
Rotary Connection,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sugar Minott,
Adolescents,
Todd Terry,
the Bar-Kays,
Steve Hackett,
Max Romeo,
Zapp,
Motorama,
The Gladiators,
China Crisis,
Amazonics,
The Slackers,
L. Decosne,
Connie Case,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nation of Ulysses,
Malaria!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
The Zeros,
The Selecter,
Scratch Acid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Agent Orange,
Easy Going,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
Kurtis Blow,
John Cale,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sparks,
Charles Mingus,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jacques Brel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Liliput,
Q and Not U,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.