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 Poland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Techniques to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum 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 guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Joyce Sims,
Scion,
Kurtis Blow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Japan,
Wings,
Peter and Kerry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
U.S. Maple,
June of 44,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nirvana,
Con Funk Shun,
Barbara Tucker,
Au Pairs,
Eric B and Rakim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Stooges,
Parry Music,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fear,
Lucky Dragons,
Negative Approach,
Neu!,
The Knickerbockers,
Eli Mardock,
Second Layer,
Leonard Cohen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Zero Boys,
Little Man,
Danielle Patucci,
The Skatalites,
Hot Snakes,
Joey Negro,
The Zeros,
cv313,
Erasure,
Janne Schatter,
The Golliwogs,
H. Thieme,
Y Pants,
Delta 5,
Ken Boothe,
The Raincoats,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket,
Ponytail,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.