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 Palau and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the funk 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.

All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.

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

But have you seen my records?

Davy DMX, Yaz, The American Breed, Bush Tetras, Marmalade, Main Source, L. Decosne, Schoolly D, Sonny Sharrock, Scion, Glenn Branca, Erasure, Clear Light, The Searchers, Malaria!, Livin' Joy, Model 500, Joe Finger, Qualms, Ituana, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, La Düsseldorf, Inner City, Moss Icon, Juan Atkins, the Normal, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Moleskins, Kayak, Fluxion, Cymande, Angry Samoans, Sly & The Family Stone, New York Dolls, Deadbeat, The Buckinghams, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, The Velvet Underground, Lightning Bolt, U.S. Maple, Sun City Girls, Heaven 17, The Gun Club, Radio Birdman, Shuggie Otis, DNA, Minny Pops, Fat Boys, Quantec, A Flock of Seagulls, Swans, Massinfluence, the Bar-Kays, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, the Association, Fela Kuti, Glambeats Corp., Curtis Mayfield, The Zeros, The Evens, Surgeon, X-101, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.

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)