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 Solomon Islands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Agitation Free to the electroclash 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.

All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sugar Minott, Gabor Szabo, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Nils Olav, The Last Poets, Amazonics, The Human League, Roy Ayers, cv313, Severed Heads, Oneida, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Hashim, Neil Young, The Names, Youth Brigade, Infiniti, Panda Bear, The Residents, The Angels of Light, Excepter, Camberwell Now, Jandek, Pussy Galore, John Coltrane, The Walker Brothers, Bobbi Humphrey, Lonnie Liston Smith, Nik Kershaw, Vainqueur, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Pere Ubu, ABC, Arthur Verocai, Frankie Knuckles, Zapp, Sight & Sound, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Half Japanese, The Sisters of Mercy, Glenn Branca, Swell Maps, Wasted Youth, Robert Görl, L. Decosne, Television, The Evens, Prince Buster, In Retrospect, Subhumans, Faust, Mars, Cheater Slicks, The Moleskins, John Lydon, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), UT, The Shadows of Knight, Blancmange, Moss Icon, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.

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)