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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 EPMD to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.

All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, ABC, Stiv Bators, Sun City Girls, The New Christs, Davy DMX, Fela Kuti, Sad Lovers and Giants, World's Most, Byron Stingily, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Althea and Donna, Radiopuhelimet, Lightning Bolt, Joensuu 1685, the Swans, Jandek, Skarface, The Associates, Crime, Public Image Ltd., E-Dancer, Gabor Szabo, Television, Todd Rundgren, Selector Dub Narcotic, Mad Mike, The Fugs, Moby Grape, Lalann, The Sisters of Mercy, Barbara Tucker, Derrick May, Japan, Trumans Water, Hot Snakes, Siglo XX, Freddie Wadling, Alison Limerick, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Brick, Ten City, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, F. McDonald, Supertramp, The Selecter, Rhythm & Sound, Massinfluence, Jeff Mills, Lindisfarne, Faraquet, Maleditus Sound, Sunsets and Hearts, Derrick Morgan, Stetsasonic, The Sonics, The Velvet Underground, The Cowsills, Bobby Hutcherson, One Last Wish, The Pretty Things, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.

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)