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 United States and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gories to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.

All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '90s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

Schoolly D, Rakim, Reagan Youth, The Move, Khruangbin, The Cowsills, Joe Finger, Rufus Thomas, Audionom, Reuben Wilson, Hot Snakes, The Smiths, Suicide, Roger Hodgson, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Rapeman, One Last Wish, Albert Ayler, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Deadbeat, Cameo, Gang Gang Dance, Funky Four + One, Lakeside, Eyeless In Gaza, Alison Limerick, A Certain Ratio, Radiohead, The Black Dice, Erykah Badu, Kool Moe Dee, B.T. Express, Talk Talk, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Sisters of Mercy, The Names, Pere Ubu, Faraquet, The Selecter, Juan Atkins, Outsiders, The Grass Roots, Judy Mowatt, Suburban Knight, Lalo Schifrin, Brothers Johnson, Minor Threat, Letta Mbulu, 8 Eyed Spy, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Electric Light Orchestra, The Stooges, The Dave Clark Five, DeepChord presents Echospace, Fear, Bush Tetras, Scan 7, Boredoms, Nas, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.

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)