Infinitely Losing My Edge

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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 Paraguay and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Associates to the dance 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.

All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Ludus, Massinfluence, In Retrospect, Lower 48, Oblivians, Judy Mowatt, Scott Walker, New Order, Brand Nubian, Bobby Hutcherson, Sugar Minott, Skaos, Cabaret Voltaire, the Germs, the Association, Aaron Thompson, Symarip, John Cale, David Axelrod, R.M.O., Excepter, Bobbi Humphrey, Letta Mbulu, The Zeros, Liaisons Dangereuses, Second Layer, Alice Coltrane, Mr. Review, Warsaw, Cymande, James Chance & The Contortions, Connie Case, Tim Buckley, Derrick Morgan, Lucky Dragons, The Litter, The Royal Family And The Poor, Black Sheep, Pantytec, Warren Ellis, Glenn Branca, The Names, 48th St. Collective, Ohio Players, Curtis Mayfield, London Community Gospel Choir, Agitation Free, Johnny Osbourne, FM Einheit, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Funky Four + One, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Dave Clark Five, Robert Wyatt, The Gories, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, U.S. Maple, Sonic Youth, Danielle Patucci, Wolf Eyes, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)