Infinitely Losing My Edge

Generate another   or   share this link  

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 Sudan and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soul Sonic Force to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.

All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

Janne Schatter, Delon & Dalcan, New Order, Pantaleimon, Minutemen, Lakeside, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Amon Düül, The United States of America, Avey Tare, EPMD, Tubeway Army, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Brand Nubian, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Khruangbin, Jawbox, Barclay James Harvest, Derrick May, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Glambeats Corp., Mandrill, Eddi Front, The Fugs, Morten Harket, The Invisible, Dead Boys, 8 Eyed Spy, Fad Gadget, Metal Thangz, Tropical Tobacco, Faust, The Beau Brummels, John Lydon, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Rotary Connection, Robert Görl, Ohio Players, the Human League, Kerri Chandler, Lucky Dragons, Kerrie Biddell, Iggy Pop, The Slackers, Soft Machine, Rod Modell, Harmonia, James White and The Blacks, Lou Christie, The Litter, The Zeros, Matthew Halsall, a-ha, The Dave Clark Five, Skaos, Pere Ubu, Nils Olav, Black Sheep, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Country Teasers, Rufus Thomas, Index, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.

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)