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 Italy and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kenny Larkin to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.

All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The United States of America, Peter and Kerry, Alton Ellis, Infiniti, Junior Murvin, EPMD, Deakin, Minor Threat, The Human League, Idris Muhammad, Arab on Radar, Hot Snakes, LL Cool J, Bang On A Can, The Angels of Light, Japan, Yusef Lateef, Chris & Cosey, Porter Ricks, Scratch Acid, Siglo XX, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Crime, Gregory Isaacs, Subhumans, Roxette, The Electric Prunes, Gil Scott Heron, Aloha Tigers, Gabor Szabo, The Sonics, The J.B.'s, Jesper Dahlback, Davy DMX, Sparks, Todd Terry, Dennis Brown, The Monochrome Set, Moby Grape, Gang Green, Scott Walker, Basic Channel, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Brand Nubian, The Sound, Black Sheep, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Bootsy Collins, Spandau Ballet, DJ Style, Ultramagnetic MC's, John Coltrane, Peter & Gordon, Au Pairs, The Gories, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Arthur Verocai, Glenn Branca, Grey Daturas, Absolute Body Control, Crispian St. Peters, The Durutti Column, Maurizio, Fat Boys, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.

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)