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 Kenya and from Calgary.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Godley & Creme to the jazz 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.

All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Newcleus, Janne Schatter, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Goldenarms, Matthew Bourne, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, This Heat, Bill Near, Deakin, Scan 7, The Slackers, Sun Ra, Jimmy McGriff, 8 Eyed Spy, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Talk Talk, Agent Orange, Motorama, Ken Boothe, Davy DMX, Alphaville, R.M.O., Faraquet, Chrome, Marcia Griffiths, Soft Machine, The Human League, Erykah Badu, Bronski Beat, Blancmange, Theoretical Girls, Bobby Byrd, Peter and Kerry, Judy Mowatt, Jacob Miller, Eve St. Jones, Black Moon, The Star Department, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, One Last Wish, Eddi Front, Spoonie Gee, Leonard Cohen, Rites of Spring, Jeff Lynne, The Zeros, World's Most, Ludus, Sex Pistols, Dawn Penn, Rotary Connection, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Heavy D & The Boyz, Barry Ungar, Lungfish, E-Dancer, The Techniques, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Joey Negro, Zero Boys, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.

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)