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 Finland and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Negative Approach to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.

All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.

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

But have you seen my records?

David McCallum, Goldenarms, Cybotron, Sam Rivers, Scan 7, Erykah Badu, The Golliwogs, Mark Hollis, Bill Near, Fluxion, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Saints, Donald Byrd, Joey Negro, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Gastr Del Sol, Crooked Eye, Shuggie Otis, Bill Wells, Soul II Soul, Darondo, Ronnie Foster, The Divine Comedy, Whodini, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Delta 5, The Offenders, Scion, The United States of America, Tres Demented, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Suburban Knight, Jeru the Damaja, Sandy B, The Vogues, Soulsonic Force, Davy DMX, E-Dancer, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Stockholm Monsters, The Happenings, The Durutti Column, Peter and Kerry, Kaleidoscope, Soul Sonic Force, Aswad, The Fall, Big Daddy Kane, Tears for Fears, Graham Central Station, Drive Like Jehu, Kango’s Stein Massive, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Pantaleimon, Yazoo, Connie Case, X-101, Marine Girls, Wally Richardson, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Trojans, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.

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)