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 East Timor and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare 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 Judy Mowatt to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.

All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.

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

But have you seen my records?

Television Personalities, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Adolescents, Tears for Fears, Pantaleimon, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Kings Of Tomorrow, Dark Day, Bizarre Inc., John Cale, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, DNA, Skarface, Monks, Archie Shepp, Depeche Mode, Yazoo, The Royal Family And The Poor, Easy Going, Vladislav Delay, Zero Boys, The Doobie Brothers, The Sound, Jesper Dahlback, Chrome, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Ituana, Marshall Jefferson, Aural Exciters, Robert Görl, These Immortal Souls, John Lydon, The Evens, The J.B.'s, La Düsseldorf, Sun Ra Arkestra, Frankie Knuckles, Sound Behaviour, The Dead C, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Deadbeat, Throbbing Gristle, Iggy Pop, The Raincoats, The Zeros, The Mojo Men, 10cc, Jerry's Kids, China Crisis, Kenny Larkin, Alice Coltrane, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The Toasters, Stereo Dub, Oblivians, Robert Wyatt, Crispian St. Peters, The Selecter, Kevin Saunderson, Camouflage, Oppenheimer Analysis, Black Bananas, Kas Product, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.

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)