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 Dominica and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.

All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.

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

But have you seen my records?

Jacob Miller, Adolescents, Ash Ra Tempel, Trumans Water, Sparks, Althea and Donna, Talk Talk, Au Pairs, Fluxion, The Skatalites, DJ Sneak, Tubeway Army, Bobby Hutcherson, Magma, Roxette, Glenn Branca, Mad Mike, Skarface, Tropical Tobacco, Panda Bear, Young Marble Giants, Peter and Kerry, Symarip, Metal Thangz, Lakeside, Fat Boys, Hashim, Susan Cadogan, The Blues Magoos, the Human League, Cabaret Voltaire, Quadrant, Joey Negro, Minnie Riperton, Rites of Spring, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Sun City Girls, Eve St. Jones, The Moody Blues, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Fatback Band, The Music Machine, ABBA, Ultimate Spinach, Bob Dylan, Bronski Beat, Boz Scaggs, Charles Mingus, K-Klass, Amon Düül II, Nils Olav, Goldenarms, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Clear Light, Hoover, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, The Offenders, AZ, Tres Demented, The Blackbyrds, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Moebius, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.

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)