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 Laos and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.

All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis 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?

Dual Sessions, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Peter & Gordon, Nas, Drexciya, Thompson Twins, Soul II Soul, Marshall Jefferson, Moebius, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, The Buckinghams, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Seeds, Little Man, Blake Baxter, Supertramp, David Bowie, Pharoah Sanders, Sun Ra Arkestra, Young Marble Giants, Alton Ellis, Radiopuhelimet, Sun Ra, Black Flag, Howard Jones, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Lalo Schifrin, Eric Dolphy, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Wasted Youth, Lyres, The Move, Animal Collective, Sonic Youth, Be Bop Deluxe, Kayak, The Black Dice, Josef K, Boredoms, Jesper Dahlback, Roy Ayers, The Cure, Soulsonic Force, The Victims, Soft Machine, Harmonia, Toni Rubio, Kaleidoscope, Tears for Fears, Excepter, Masters at Work, Neil Young, Kerri Chandler, Simply Red, B.T. Express, Barbara Tucker, Severed Heads, Aswad, Tim Buckley, Crime, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.

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)