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 Botswana and from Salvador.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soulsonic Force to the crunk 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.

All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

Rhythim Is Rhythim, Kerrie Biddell, Cecil Taylor, CMW, the Swans, Lungfish, Danielle Patucci, Erasure, The Techniques, Saccharine Trust, AZ, FM Einheit, Blancmange, Goldenarms, The Dave Clark Five, Kurtis Blow, Ponytail, Interpol, June Days, Radiohead, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Anakelly, Sarah Menescal, Ultravox, Severed Heads, Parry Music, Barrington Levy, Altered Images, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Victims, The Evens, The Five Americans, Barclay James Harvest, Prince Buster, Eli Mardock, Larry & the Blue Notes, Soft Machine, Curtis Mayfield, Slick Rick, Jacques Brel, The Skatalites, X-Ray Spex, Todd Terry, Country Teasers, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Knickerbockers, Nico, Symarip, Lightning Bolt, Subhumans, Von Mondo, Easy Going, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, The Grass Roots, Jacob Miller, Todd Rundgren, Technova, a-ha, Hardrive, The Monochrome Set, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.

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)