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 Bolivia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Tomorrow to the grime 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 Magma. All the underground hits.

All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, FM Einheit, ABC, Eric Copeland, Model 500, The Blackbyrds, Livin' Joy, Yellowson, the Slits, Derrick May, Rufus Thomas, Mr. Review, Shoche, Second Layer, Carl Craig, Country Teasers, The Doors, Crash Course in Science, Boz Scaggs, Motorama, Sister Nancy, Bauhaus, Scott Walker, Black Bananas, China Crisis, Nation of Ulysses, Sun City Girls, The Litter, Ralphi Rosario, OOIOO, Bang On A Can, Marcia Griffiths, Sun Ra, Fluxion, Main Source, Robert Hood, Gabor Szabo, Joensuu 1685, Archie Shepp, Lungfish, Jesper Dahlback, DJ Sneak, The Slackers, Tommy Roe, Skaos, Nirvana, Neu!, Subhumans, Sexual Harrassment, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Circle Jerks, Tim Buckley, the Association, David McCallum, Lindisfarne, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Max Romeo, Cybotron, Rosa Yemen, Mad Mike, Jimmy McGriff, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.

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)