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 Thailand and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jerry's Kids to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.

All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Fluxion, Vainqueur, Arab on Radar, Flamin' Groovies, The Golliwogs, Marshall Jefferson, Yellowson, Jerry's Kids, Television, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Wally Richardson, Heavy D & The Boyz, Infiniti, Tres Demented, OOIOO, Arthur Verocai, Danielle Patucci, Soft Machine, MC5, James White and The Blacks, Lou Christie, Blancmange, X-102, Soul II Soul, The Alarm Clocks, Skarface, Radiopuhelimet, Loose Ends, Colin Newman, Sad Lovers and Giants, Echospace, Amazonics, The Leaves, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Magazine, Scan 7, Nico, Aloha Tigers, Y Pants, The Remains, Porter Ricks, Los Fastidios, Stereo Dub, The Skatalites, Judy Mowatt, Henry Cow, Godley & Creme, Lebanon Hanover, Aswad, X-101, Kool Moe Dee, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Motions, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Con Funk Shun, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Slackers, Mary Jane Girls, The Mighty Diamonds, Lungfish, Ice-T, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.

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)