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 Chad and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 Derrick May to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.

All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Funky Four + One, Newcleus, Yellowson, The Evens, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Absolute Body Control, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, The Angels of Light, Public Enemy, Soft Cell, Monolake, Leonard Cohen, Eden Ahbez, Scion, the Germs, Grey Daturas, Cymande, These Immortal Souls, Matthew Halsall, Black Flag, The Index, Groovy Waters, Mo-Dettes, Mantronix, Brick, DeepChord presents Echospace, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Jerry Gold Smith, Frankie Knuckles, Girls At Our Best!, Jesper Dahlbäck, Boz Scaggs, the Bar-Kays, Arthur Verocai, Mad Mike, Ponytail, Schoolly D, Iggy Pop, Marmalade, Thompson Twins, Pet Shop Boys, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Ronan, Dawn Penn, Kings Of Tomorrow, The Cramps, Kool Moe Dee, Niagra, A Certain Ratio, Maurizio, Barclay James Harvest, The Velvet Underground, Slick Rick, Infiniti, Laurel Aitken, Sound Behaviour, Japan, Crispy Ambulance, The Sisters of Mercy, Lee Hazlewood, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.

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)