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 Djibouti and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ 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 Roxette to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
48th St. Collective,
Bootsy Collins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hashim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Masters at Work,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Little Man,
The Golliwogs,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Byrd,
Au Pairs,
FM Einheit,
Robert Hood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
June of 44,
Man Parrish,
Brass Construction,
The Moleskins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Style,
Idris Muhammad,
CMW,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television Personalities,
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
R.M.O.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Guru Guru,
Monolake,
Fatback Band,
The American Breed,
Jerry's Kids,
Toni Rubio,
Leonard Cohen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gladiators,
La Düsseldorf,
The Vogues,
Brick,
Average White Band,
KRS-One,
Marine Girls,
Kas Product,
Ossler,
The Dirtbombs,
Joe Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flipper,
The Sound,
Tears for Fears,
The Toasters,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.