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 Tuvalu and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the organ 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.

All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Crispy Ambulance, The Moody Blues, Tommy Roe, Tim Buckley, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Fuzztones, Masters at Work, Kerrie Biddell, Lonnie Liston Smith, Cal Tjader, MC5, The Sound, Eric B and Rakim, The Barracudas, Sonic Youth, LL Cool J, The Electric Prunes, Babytalk, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Procol Harum, Erykah Badu, Tears for Fears, Todd Rundgren, Ralphi Rosario, Sunsets and Hearts, Todd Terry, The Misunderstood, John Cale, Terry Callier, Don Cherry, Pierre Henry, Schoolly D, Lindisfarne, Hardrive, Josef K, Circle Jerks, Bizarre Inc., Roy Ayers, David McCallum, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Radiopuhelimet, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jerry's Kids, Ajijia Myrayebe, E-Dancer, Royal Trux, Desert Stars, Q and Not U, 10cc, the Bar-Kays, Grandmaster Flash, Monolake, Motorama, Fela Kuti, In Retrospect, FM Einheit, Bootsy Collins, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Pole, The Chocolate Watch Band, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.

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)