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 Grenada and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the dance 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.

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

I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gerry Rafferty, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Joensuu 1685, Sällskapet, Alison Limerick, Frankie Knuckles, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Ultramagnetic MC's, Grey Daturas, Kas Product, Simply Red, Steve Hackett, Rekid, John Lydon, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Pulsallama, Anthony Braxton, Essential Logic, The Sound, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Basic Channel, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Scan 7, Bobbi Humphrey, Siglo XX, The American Breed, The Knickerbockers, Unwound, Harpers Bizarre, Jerry Gold Smith, The Five Americans, The Slackers, Eli Mardock, The Happenings, Chris & Cosey, Johnny Clarke, Sun Ra Arkestra, Groovy Waters, Sonny Sharrock, The Durutti Column, Gregory Isaacs, Ultravox, Blossom Toes, Joe Smooth, Ash Ra Tempel, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, New Order, Livin' Joy, OOIOO, Echo & the Bunnymen, AZ, Los Fastidios, The Pop Group, The Slits, Duran Duran, Nils Olav, The Trojans, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Altered Images, Infiniti, Agitation Free, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.

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)