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 Lebanon and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Mighty Diamonds to the crunk 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.

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

I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Ponytail, Moss Icon, Ronnie Foster, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Q and Not U, Fatback Band, Little Man, The Young Rascals, Heaven 17, Moby Grape, Bobby Byrd, Gang Gang Dance, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Bobbi Humphrey, Black Bananas, Roger Hodgson, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, the Slits, The Cosmic Jokers, Swell Maps, Public Enemy, Goldenarms, Echo & the Bunnymen, The Five Americans, Freddie Wadling, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Bronski Beat, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Nation of Ulysses, Heavy D & The Boyz, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, MC5, Steve Hackett, Pantaleimon, Lee Hazlewood, Audionom, Flipper, E-Dancer, The Stooges, Ludus, Althea and Donna, Throbbing Gristle, Metal Thangz, The Fugs, Kayak, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Minor Threat, Soul Sonic Force, Magazine, Slave, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Rites of Spring, Glambeats Corp., Alphaville, Kenny Larkin, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Morten Harket, Slick Rick, LL Cool J, Curtis Mayfield, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.

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)