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 Czech Republic and from Shanghai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neil Young to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.

All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

Connie Case, Negative Approach, the Slits, The Gap Band, DeepChord presents Echospace, Barry Ungar, Soul Sonic Force, Yellowson, Jeff Lynne, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Cymande, Roxy Music, Second Layer, Steve Hackett, Young Marble Giants, Los Fastidios, Agitation Free, Alice Coltrane, Popol Vuh, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Marvin Gaye, Kayak, This Heat, Agent Orange, The Buckinghams, Matthew Halsall, Country Joe & The Fish, Kevin Saunderson, Pierre Henry, Talk Talk, Fad Gadget, Tears for Fears, Newcleus, New York Dolls, Alison Limerick, The J.B.'s, Rites of Spring, LL Cool J, Curtis Mayfield, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Sly & The Family Stone, The Star Department, Youth Brigade, Mr. Review, Oppenheimer Analysis, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Animal Collective, Bad Manners, Accadde A, Aaron Thompson, Average White Band, T. Rex, The Angels of Light, Scion, Pharoah Sanders, Lebanon Hanover, Stetsasonic, The Royal Family And The Poor, Wolf Eyes, The Kinks, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.

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)