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 Canada and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hasil Adkins to the crunk 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.

All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.

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

But have you seen my records?

DeepChord presents Echospace, New Order, The Star Department, FM Einheit, EPMD, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, London Community Gospel Choir, The Real Kids, Scott Walker, Danielle Patucci, Pulsallama, Von Mondo, Joyce Sims, Man Eating Sloth, Freddie Wadling, Loose Ends, Soft Machine, John Lydon, The Remains, Yaz, Jimmy McGriff, the Germs, Pierre Henry, Bush Tetras, Moebius, Peter and Kerry, Thee Headcoats, Eric Copeland, The Searchers, Excepter, June Days, Ituana, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Eve St. Jones, The Electric Prunes, Rekid, The Martian, The Cramps, Howard Jones, The Leaves, Television, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, the Association, Radiopuhelimet, Iggy Pop, Ossler, Guru Guru, Skarface, Hot Snakes, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, the Slits, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Dark Day, E-Dancer, Archie Shepp, The Smiths, Niagra, The Tremeloes, The American Breed, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Robert Görl, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.

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)