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 Mexico and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cameo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.

All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Danielle Patucci, Icehouse, The Fire Engines, Black Moon, The Litter, Tres Demented, John Holt, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Black Flag, the Bar-Kays, Massinfluence, Fear, Marshall Jefferson, Bootsy Collins, Accadde A, The Offenders, The Sound, The Saints, David Axelrod, Camouflage, MC5, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Soul II Soul, Fatback Band, Black Pus, Erasure, Second Layer, The Smoke, Soft Cell, Glambeats Corp., Visage, Bush Tetras, Flash Fearless, Erykah Badu, Deepchord, Scientists, The Chocolate Watch Band, Isaac Hayes, Amon Düül, Agitation Free, Au Pairs, Arab on Radar, Reagan Youth, The Cure, The Raincoats, Joe Smooth, DJ Sneak, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Darondo, Sugar Minott, Mantronix, Goldenarms, The Trojans, Heaven 17, Section 25, Quantec, JFA, Funky Four + One, Byron Stingily, Make Up, Ponytail, The Standells, Gil Scott Heron, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.

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)