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 Moldova and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Magazine to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
The Index,
Cal Tjader,
Wings,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronan,
Camouflage,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sparks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sister Nancy,
Yusef Lateef,
The Star Department,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Massinfluence,
Ultravox,
Marine Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Schoolly D,
The Busters,
Gabor Szabo,
Idris Muhammad,
The Modern Lovers,
Lower 48,
Depeche Mode,
New Age Steppers,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen,
The Walker Brothers,
Ponytail,
Marmalade,
Laurel Aitken,
Thee Headcoats,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thompson Twins,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Niagra,
Joensuu 1685,
Dave Gahan,
The Residents,
Bad Manners,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Womack,
Organ,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deepchord,
John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Saccharine Trust,
Grey Daturas,
Negative Approach,
The Leaves,
Michelle Simonal,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.