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 Turkey and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Patti Smith to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Sister Nancy,
Byron Stingily,
Anakelly,
Procol Harum,
The New Christs,
Heaven 17,
Ice-T,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
kango's stein massive,
The Cure,
Roger Hodgson,
The Toasters,
Rosa Yemen,
Skarface,
Ultravox,
Easy Going,
Crime,
Scientists,
Mo-Dettes,
The Smoke,
Archie Shepp,
Angry Samoans,
Audionom,
Max Romeo,
Patti Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Girls At Our Best!,
La Düsseldorf,
In Retrospect,
The Martian,
Rod Modell,
Moss Icon,
Peter and Kerry,
Half Japanese,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fad Gadget,
a-ha,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skriet,
Howard Jones,
Junior Murvin,
These Immortal Souls,
June Days,
Guru Guru,
H. Thieme,
The Modern Lovers,
Iggy Pop,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lightning Bolt,
Swans,
The Saints,
Lou Reed,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barbara Tucker,
Swell Maps,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.