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 Seychelles and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Music Machine to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Happenings. All the underground hits.

All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.

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

But have you seen my records?

The Zeros, Johnny Clarke, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Lou Reed & John Cale, Negative Approach, Brothers Johnson, Grey Daturas, Pet Shop Boys, Funky Four + One, The Tremeloes, The Durutti Column, Marshall Jefferson, H. Thieme, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, It's A Beautiful Day, Dennis Brown, Delon & Dalcan, The Smoke, Jerry Gold Smith, Bill Near, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Gap Band, Electric Light Orchestra, Harmonia, Scott Walker, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Matthew Bourne, The Vogues, Leonard Cohen, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Sixth Finger, Eden Ahbez, DeepChord presents Echospace, Echospace, Ponytail, The Associates, Altered Images, MDC, Television Personalities, Pylon, Don Cherry, Whodini, Q65, Ultimate Spinach, Mission of Burma, ABC, Jesper Dahlback, Chrome, The Move, Sun Ra Arkestra, Country Joe & The Fish, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Ice-T, Larry & the Blue Notes, The Fugs, Gerry Rafferty, Flash Fearless, Frankie Knuckles, Banda Bassotti, Curtis Mayfield, Groovy Waters, U.S. Maple, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.

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)