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 Bahamas and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Urselle to the dance 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.

All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Clear Light, Vladislav Delay, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Ralphi Rosario, Half Japanese, Au Pairs, Guru Guru, DeepChord presents Echospace, DJ Style, Eden Ahbez, Scion, Talk Talk, Public Image Ltd., Electric Light Orchestra, KRS-One, Roxy Music, Country Teasers, Tres Demented, R.M.O., Groovy Waters, Marvin Gaye, Brick, Crispian St. Peters, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Barbara Tucker, Althea and Donna, Robert Görl, Bob Dylan, X-Ray Spex, Black Flag, The Blackbyrds, Faust, The Human League, Sonny Sharrock, The Monks, Juan Atkins, Aloha Tigers, Curtis Mayfield, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, ABBA, Interpol, Spandau Ballet, The Gap Band, The Walker Brothers, Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Toasters, Kenny Larkin, the Normal, Urselle, Maurizio, Grandmaster Flash, Second Layer, Shoche, the Germs, Ice-T, The Knickerbockers, DNA, Loose Ends, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Eric Dolphy, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.

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)