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 Indonesia and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 the Association to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.

All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Kerrie Biddell, Schoolly D, The Kinks, Wire, Sound Behaviour, Fear, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Roxette, Popol Vuh, Animal Collective, Sister Nancy, Neil Young, Rod Modell, The Electric Prunes, Vainqueur, Neu!, a-ha, Dorothy Ashby, PIL, Masters at Work, The Buckinghams, Ten City, Soul Sonic Force, Mantronix, Barrington Levy, The Birthday Party, The Monochrome Set, Main Source, The Walker Brothers, The Zeros, Mad Mike, Morten Harket, Unrelated Segments, Byron Stingily, Ornette Coleman, Bootsy Collins, Banda Bassotti, Be Bop Deluxe, Tres Demented, Echo & the Bunnymen, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, MC5, Eric Copeland, The Sisters of Mercy, Pere Ubu, Black Pus, Oppenheimer Analysis, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Faraquet, Mr. Review, Big Daddy Kane, The Residents, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Pop Group, The Cosmic Jokers, Sex Pistols, The Men They Couldn't Hang, DeepChord presents Echospace, Black Bananas, Liaisons Dangereuses, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.

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)