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 New Zealand and from Manila.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.

All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Suicide, Masters at Work, The Divine Comedy, Tomorrow, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, The Gap Band, Stetsasonic, DeepChord presents Echospace, Susan Cadogan, KRS-One, Model 500, The Misunderstood, Country Joe & The Fish, The Golliwogs, Vainqueur, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, the Fania All-Stars, Technova, the Germs, Barrington Levy, Cheater Slicks, Glenn Branca, Marshall Jefferson, Black Sheep, Mantronix, FM Einheit, Ice-T, The Tremeloes, Marc Almond, Tres Demented, Bizarre Inc., Absolute Body Control, The Cramps, This Heat, Wolf Eyes, Fluxion, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Howard Jones, Gong, The Wake, The Standells, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Neu!, T.S.O.L., Alton Ellis, Parry Music, Pere Ubu, The Knickerbockers, Lou Reed, Thompson Twins, Colin Newman, Gerry Rafferty, CMW, Theoretical Girls, Deadbeat, the Sonics, Mars, Gabor Szabo, Maurizio, The Cowsills, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.

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)