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 Eritrea and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 Drexciya to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.

All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker, The Offenders, Fatback Band, Marmalade, Skaos, Connie Case, Pussy Galore, Depeche Mode, Nik Kershaw, The Dave Clark Five, One Last Wish, Colin Newman, Minny Pops, The Busters, Morten Harket, Johnny Clarke, Leonard Cohen, Jacques Brel, The Shadows of Knight, Lyres, Mary Jane Girls, Theoretical Girls, Scion, The Five Americans, Barclay James Harvest, Fifty Foot Hose, Hasil Adkins, Brothers Johnson, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Trumans Water, Byron Stingily, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, F. McDonald, 48th St. Collective, Masters at Work, The Chocolate Watch Band, Icehouse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Siglo XX, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Lalann, Funkadelic, Metal Thangz, Joy Division, Bootsy Collins, Iggy Pop, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Fat Boys, Spandau Ballet, Country Teasers, Crispy Ambulance, Letta Mbulu, Visage, Peter and Kerry, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Pantaleimon, UT, Q65, Robert Hood, Jandek, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)