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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 Arthur Verocai to the techno 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.

All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

ABBA, World's Most, Todd Terry, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Barrington Levy, The Buckinghams, Clear Light, Dead Boys, Tubeway Army, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Traffic Nightmare, The Index, Pantytec, Mars, Sly & The Family Stone, Agitation Free, Ken Boothe, Audionom, Lyres, The Barracudas, The Golliwogs, Hasil Adkins, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Inner City, Man Parrish, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Von Mondo, Surgeon, Little Man, Cameo, Rod Modell, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Colin Newman, Amon Düül, Black Flag, Andrew Hill, DJ Style, DNA, In Retrospect, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Kas Product, Eddi Front, The Zeros, the Fania All-Stars, T. Rex, Jerry Gold Smith, Erasure, La Düsseldorf, Swell Maps, Half Japanese, Peter and Kerry, Quando Quango, Delon & Dalcan, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Move, Y Pants, Avey Tare, Tears for Fears, Matthew Halsall, Fat Boys, The Pop Group, Piero Umiliani, The Associates, The Monochrome Set, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.

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)