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 Andorra and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Make Up to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a clarinet 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 mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
The American Breed,
Lower 48,
Peter and Kerry,
Massinfluence,
T. Rex,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Whodini,
The Gap Band,
Barrington Levy,
Urselle,
CMW,
FM Einheit,
Sandy B,
Amon Düül,
Lebanon Hanover,
Absolute Body Control,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Inner City,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Idris Muhammad,
The Zeros,
Isaac Hayes,
Agitation Free,
The Alarm Clocks,
Darondo,
Prince Buster,
Q65,
The Associates,
Monks,
cv313,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ronan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lightning Bolt,
Model 500,
Junior Murvin,
Mars,
Dual Sessions,
Mo-Dettes,
Mandrill,
Freddie Wadling,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Axelrod,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
In Retrospect,
The Residents,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
Soft Cell,
Lucky Dragons,
Barry Ungar,
Yusef Lateef,
The Birthday Party,
The Fugs,
Suicide,
Michelle Simonal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.