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 Sri Lanka and from Taipei.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco 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 Busters. All the underground hits.

All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Man Parrish, The Moody Blues, Pantaleimon, The Mummies, Fort Wilson Riot, the Swans, Lou Reed, Sparks, Jeru the Damaja, Electric Light Orchestra, OOIOO, Scan 7, Lebanon Hanover, Stiv Bators, Ralphi Rosario, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Johnny Clarke, Subhumans, Grey Daturas, AZ, The New Christs, Idris Muhammad, kango's stein massive, K-Klass, Sexual Harrassment, Faust, Masters at Work, Sällskapet, Deakin, The Young Rascals, Pole, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Sarah Menescal, The Standells, Hot Snakes, ABC, Camouflage, Young Marble Giants, Colin Newman, Cecil Taylor, Spoonie Gee, Max Romeo, Soulsonic Force, James White and The Blacks, Heavy D & The Boyz, Moss Icon, Shuggie Otis, Bad Manners, The Evens, Liaisons Dangereuses, Mandrill, The Residents, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Andrew Hill, Alison Limerick, Con Funk Shun, Funkadelic, The Last Poets, Robert Görl, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.

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)