Infinitely Losing My Edge

Generate another   or   share this link  

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 Romania and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ossler to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.

All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yellowson, The Move, Gregory Isaacs, Moebius, Wire, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Radiohead, The Royal Family And The Poor, Lebanon Hanover, Rod Modell, Blancmange, Soul Sonic Force, Lindisfarne, Drive Like Jehu, Bootsy Collins, The Evens, the Fania All-Stars, Judy Mowatt, Ten City, Magma, Toni Rubio, Niagra, Joensuu 1685, Basic Channel, The Buckinghams, James White and The Blacks, Neil Young, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Alarm Clocks, The Monks, The Selecter, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, New Order, Visage, Technova, John Coltrane, Von Mondo, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Electric Light Orchestra, The Gladiators, Dennis Brown, June Days, Sister Nancy, Silicon Teens, The Victims, The Five Americans, Connie Case, Lonnie Liston Smith, Delta 5, Nirvana, Second Layer, Roger Hodgson, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Barry Ungar, The Golliwogs, Suicide, Ken Boothe, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Cymande, Ludus, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.

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)