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 Azerbaijan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Swell Maps to the electroclash 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin 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 marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
The Angels of Light,
Buzzcocks,
Banda Bassotti,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Sherman,
Absolute Body Control,
Mark Hollis,
Television Personalities,
Vainqueur,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kenny Larkin,
Darondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gabor Szabo,
The Standells,
Danielle Patucci,
Lucky Dragons,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Surgeon,
Fugazi,
Gang Gang Dance,
48th St. Collective,
the Normal,
Gong,
Thompson Twins,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Womack,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marc Almond,
Shoche,
Nick Fraelich,
Sound Behaviour,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Swans,
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
Fela Kuti,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Copeland,
Ornette Coleman,
Saccharine Trust,
Oblivians,
T. Rex,
Japan,
AZ,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Magazine,
CMW,
The New Christs,
Ultravox,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Mills,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fugs,
T.S.O.L.,
Hardrive,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.