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 Vietnam and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.

All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Magma, Gang Gang Dance, Erykah Badu, 8 Eyed Spy, JFA, Sun City Girls, Cal Tjader, Crispian St. Peters, Roy Ayers, Heaven 17, Desert Stars, The Mojo Men, Lalo Schifrin, One Last Wish, Morten Harket, Larry & the Blue Notes, Fatback Band, Ten City, Barclay James Harvest, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Gichy Dan, Prince Buster, Warren Ellis, The Barracudas, Excepter, Letta Mbulu, Black Sheep, Cymande, Oppenheimer Analysis, UT, Gerry Rafferty, Jerry's Kids, Josef K, Scion, Audionom, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Stereo Dub, Main Source, Bobbi Humphrey, Rhythm & Sound, cv313, Supertramp, Altered Images, Bill Wells, Unrelated Segments, Tim Buckley, Pole, Lucky Dragons, Quantec, Swell Maps, Hoover, The Mummies, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Marvin Gaye, Amon Düül II, The Buckinghams, The Victims, the Slits, Ralphi Rosario, The Blues Magoos, Radio Birdman, Ice-T, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.

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)