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 Norway and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sparks to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.

All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Cal Tjader, The Barracudas, Average White Band, Urselle, Guru Guru, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Con Funk Shun, Jawbox, The Red Krayola, Sonic Youth, Ash Ra Tempel, The Pretty Things, Erasure, Spoonie Gee, Eve St. Jones, Main Source, Pere Ubu, Sister Nancy, Mr. Review, Deakin, The Golliwogs, Trumans Water, kango's stein massive, Be Bop Deluxe, Albert Ayler, Funky Four + One, Wolf Eyes, Bang On A Can, 10cc, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Fort Wilson Riot, Jacob Miller, Buzzcocks, The Knickerbockers, Mars, Hot Snakes, Don Cherry, Half Japanese, Soft Machine, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Tears for Fears, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, The Busters, Bluetip, Subhumans, Oppenheimer Analysis, Sixth Finger, Eden Ahbez, Delon & Dalcan, 48th St. Collective, B.T. Express, Lalo Schifrin, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, The Moleskins, The Real Kids, The Techniques, Severed Heads, Wally Richardson, Soft Cell, Marmalade, Todd Rundgren, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.

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)