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 Spain and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Juan Atkins 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 Mars. All the underground hits.

All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Loose Ends, Sound Behaviour, Moebius, The Standells, Gichy Dan, OOIOO, Ken Boothe, Bobby Sherman, The Zeros, Audionom, Blossom Toes, The Divine Comedy, Porter Ricks, the Association, Matthew Halsall, Arcadia, Crispy Ambulance, The Modern Lovers, Darondo, Dark Day, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Don Cherry, Vainqueur, Heaven 17, Animal Collective, Moby Grape, Joy Division, Josef K, Rosa Yemen, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, DJ Style, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Connie Case, Fort Wilson Riot, Alison Limerick, The Misunderstood, Eli Mardock, 8 Eyed Spy, Lower 48, Model 500, Schoolly D, Essential Logic, The Pretty Things, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Shoche, Das Ding, Derrick Morgan, Freddie Wadling, Alphaville, Marshall Jefferson, Popol Vuh, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, UT, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, A Flock of Seagulls, Radiohead, Rekid, Bronski Beat, the Human League, The Techniques, The Leaves, Mr. Review, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.

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)