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 China and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Brothers Johnson to the rock 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Slave,
Andrew Hill,
Lucky Dragons,
The Count Five,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sam Rivers,
Grey Daturas,
Soul II Soul,
The Doors,
Mad Mike,
The Trojans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vladislav Delay,
David Axelrod,
Eric Copeland,
Lungfish,
Animal Collective,
Cameo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stereo Dub,
The Searchers,
The Black Dice,
Quantec,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Bar-Kays,
Rotary Connection,
The Grass Roots,
David McCallum,
The Leaves,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Magma,
Radiohead,
James White and The Blacks,
Suburban Knight,
The Seeds,
Infiniti,
Urselle,
PIL,
The Dirtbombs,
Groovy Waters,
Pere Ubu,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Y Pants,
John Cale,
John Holt,
Kas Product,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Easy Going,
Ohio Players,
Bad Manners,
Swans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dead Boys,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.