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 East Timor and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
T.S.O.L.,
Parry Music,
Charles Mingus,
Black Moon,
Fatback Band,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scientists,
Kerri Chandler,
Wally Richardson,
Minnie Riperton,
Brand Nubian,
48th St. Collective,
DJ Sneak,
Al Stewart,
Delta 5,
The Motions,
Surgeon,
Mad Mike,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lightning Bolt,
Bush Tetras,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rapeman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pere Ubu,
Aural Exciters,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
Underground Resistance,
Whodini,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crime,
Aswad,
The Monks,
Model 500,
Clear Light,
The Sound,
The Zeros,
ABBA,
The Velvet Underground,
Minny Pops,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gabor Szabo,
Goldenarms,
The Monochrome Set,
the Association,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ossler,
Hoover,
a-ha,
The Angels of Light,
Spoonie Gee,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.