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 Turkey and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scan 7 to the rock 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.

All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

James Chance & The Contortions, The Skatalites, The Sound, Todd Terry, Avey Tare, Dual Sessions, New Order, the Slits, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, The Evens, Robert Hood, Ronan, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Joey Negro, Gregory Isaacs, Procol Harum, Aswad, Aloha Tigers, Lower 48, The Cure, Dead Boys, Mark Hollis, Curtis Mayfield, Rosa Yemen, Derrick Morgan, OOIOO, Jeff Lynne, Bill Near, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, X-102, A Flock of Seagulls, Sound Behaviour, Harry Pussy, The Selecter, The United States of America, David Axelrod, The Sisters of Mercy, DJ Style, Pantytec, Scan 7, Gastr Del Sol, Joe Smooth, the Fania All-Stars, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Babytalk, kango's stein massive, The J.B.'s, Skriet, Scrapy, Sun City Girls, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, The Techniques, Blake Baxter, Pussy Galore, Sight & Sound, Quantec, Isaac Hayes, Ituana, Young Marble Giants, Ultravox, the Association, Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.

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)