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 Czech Republic and from Accra.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Josef K to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.

All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Peter and Kerry, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Main Source, Kas Product, Susan Cadogan, the Sonics, Harry Pussy, Electric Prunes, Matthew Halsall, The Count Five, Eddi Front, Wasted Youth, Curtis Mayfield, The Dave Clark Five, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Heaven 17, 8 Eyed Spy, Joe Finger, Thompson Twins, The Index, Camouflage, Pantytec, Minor Threat, Erasure, Grandmaster Flash, Lee Hazlewood, James White and The Blacks, Nirvana, Spoonie Gee, Bobby Womack, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Supertramp, Throbbing Gristle, Kayak, Jimmy McGriff, Mad Mike, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Don Cherry, Amon Düül, Jerry Gold Smith, Magma, Deepchord, This Heat, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Sonic Youth, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mummies, Soft Cell, Sight & Sound, Lower 48, The Buckinghams, Radiohead, Prince Buster, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Panda Bear, Maurizio, Hardrive, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Pierre Henry, Larry & the Blue Notes, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.

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)