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 Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 Organ to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.

All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Invisible, Babytalk, Unwound, Warren Ellis, Angry Samoans, Sound Behaviour, Mantronix, Arcadia, Lucky Dragons, Q65, Bill Wells, Brothers Johnson, Country Teasers, Idris Muhammad, Donny Hathaway, Basic Channel, Larry & the Blue Notes, Roxette, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Roxy Music, Barbara Tucker, Erykah Badu, Gichy Dan, La Düsseldorf, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Excepter, Stereo Dub, These Immortal Souls, Fad Gadget, Sandy B, Jerry Gold Smith, Nick Fraelich, X-102, The Pop Group, Glambeats Corp., Ultimate Spinach, Gil Scott Heron, The Alarm Clocks, The Zeros, Vladislav Delay, F. McDonald, Todd Rundgren, the Soft Cell, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Deepchord, Moby Grape, D'Angelo, Sun Ra Arkestra, The Knickerbockers, Icehouse, Louis and Bebe Barron, E-Dancer, Pagans, CMW, Crash Course in Science, The Stooges, DJ Style, Albert Ayler, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.

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)