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 Maldives and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Girls At Our Best! to the grime 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.

All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Public Enemy, ABBA, Deepchord, LL Cool J, Alton Ellis, Severed Heads, Eden Ahbez, Rotary Connection, Ronan, Eurythmics, Anakelly, The Raincoats, The Standells, Girls At Our Best!, Gang Starr, Pere Ubu, Grauzone, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, T. Rex, Todd Rundgren, Alphaville, Absolute Body Control, Japan, Lower 48, Spandau Ballet, kango's stein massive, Idris Muhammad, Scan 7, OOIOO, Subhumans, Black Flag, This Heat, Little Man, Reuben Wilson, Heaven 17, Al Stewart, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Parry Music, Organ, Albert Ayler, The Mighty Diamonds, Minnie Riperton, Quando Quango, James White and The Blacks, Aswad, Bobbi Humphrey, The Flesh Eaters, Camberwell Now, The Remains, Bauhaus, Graham Central Station, Bizarre Inc., Jerry's Kids, Laurel Aitken, Sandy B, The Beau Brummels, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Colin Newman, Television Personalities, The Chocolate Watch Band, Theoretical Girls, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.

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)