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 Taiwan and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Massinfluence to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.

All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.

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

But have you seen my records?

Morten Harket, Wire, The Mighty Diamonds, The Litter, Blossom Toes, X-101, Donny Hathaway, Fort Wilson Riot, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Vladislav Delay, Ronnie Foster, Cabaret Voltaire, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Neu!, David Axelrod, Freddie Wadling, Unrelated Segments, Kaleidoscope, Toni Rubio, The Happenings, Radiopuhelimet, Rekid, Funky Four + One, China Crisis, Drexciya, Sugar Minott, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Ossler, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Babytalk, Sight & Sound, Pagans, Fatback Band, Byron Stingily, kango's stein massive, Pere Ubu, Rites of Spring, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Easy Going, Agitation Free, Parry Music, Skaos, Panda Bear, It's A Beautiful Day, Sarah Menescal, Underground Resistance, Cybotron, UT, Yellowson, Mark Hollis, Arab on Radar, Clear Light, The Misunderstood, Eric B and Rakim, The Selecter, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Nick Fraelich, Archie Shepp, Sällskapet, Crime, Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.

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)