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 Jordan and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.

All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Altered Images, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Maleditus Sound, Gil Scott Heron, Gang Green, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Derrick May, Freddie Wadling, The Zeros, the Slits, Cecil Taylor, Simply Red, Terrestrial Tones, Cheater Slicks, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Eden Ahbez, Tommy Roe, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Colin Newman, Liaisons Dangereuses, Qualms, Cabaret Voltaire, Can, the Human League, Kas Product, Groovy Waters, Isaac Hayes, Erykah Badu, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Chris & Cosey, Soul Sonic Force, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Con Funk Shun, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Hashim, The Mummies, Crooked Eye, Y Pants, The Five Americans, Sandy B, F. McDonald, Echo & the Bunnymen, The Dave Clark Five, Matthew Bourne, The Grass Roots, The Gories, New York Dolls, The Cure, Mantronix, Gong, The Index, Easy Going, MDC, Scan 7, Gian Franco Pienzio, Bill Wells, Frankie Knuckles, Lebanon Hanover, The Happenings, The Moleskins, Japan, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.

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)