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 Switzerland and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Godley & Creme to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.

All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba 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 harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Toasters, X-101, Byron Stingily, Ludus, Kas Product, Fort Wilson Riot, Ituana, China Crisis, Au Pairs, Ornette Coleman, L. Decosne, The Gap Band, Ash Ra Tempel, It's A Beautiful Day, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Sister Nancy, Robert Wyatt, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Royal Family And The Poor, Rhythm & Sound, This Heat, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Eden Ahbez, The Litter, Matthew Halsall, Moebius, Suicide, 8 Eyed Spy, Surgeon, Delta 5, ABBA, Oblivians, Faraquet, Ultravox, Alphaville, Gang Green, The Techniques, Boogie Down Productions, Lalo Schifrin, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Thee Headcoats, The Zeros, Das Ding, the Association, Massinfluence, One Last Wish, Black Flag, Newcleus, Sly & The Family Stone, Oppenheimer Analysis, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Flamin' Groovies, Tim Buckley, The Divine Comedy, Stereo Dub, Maurizio, Camberwell Now, Leonard Cohen, Piero Umiliani, Essential Logic, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.

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)