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 Brazil and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Kayak to the punk 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord 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 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Peter & Gordon,
Ken Boothe,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Hill,
Nirvana,
Wire,
The Velvet Underground,
Camberwell Now,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oneida,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agitation Free,
Cal Tjader,
Metal Thangz,
Eurythmics,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alison Limerick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skaos,
Hardrive,
Jeff Mills,
Tim Buckley,
Drexciya,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Sherman,
June of 44,
Organ,
Henry Cow,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Joey Negro,
The Monochrome Set,
Kurtis Blow,
Section 25,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Simply Red,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Q and Not U,
Rosa Yemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
Ludus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radio Birdman,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Dolphy,
Lightning Bolt,
Faraquet,
Soft Cell,
Vainqueur,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.