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 Croatia and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 This Heat to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.

All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lakeside, 8 Eyed Spy, Piero Umiliani, Unrelated Segments, Eurythmics, Wasted Youth, The J.B.'s, June Days, Spoonie Gee, Tom Boy, Rapeman, Nation of Ulysses, Infiniti, Magma, Johnny Osbourne, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Scientists, Crispy Ambulance, Darondo, Bobby Sherman, Wings, Flash Fearless, Lungfish, The Selecter, cv313, The Mummies, Shoche, Franke, Soulsonic Force, Ludus, The Misunderstood, Tropical Tobacco, Joe Finger, Yusef Lateef, Oneida, Dual Sessions, Hot Snakes, Desert Stars, Aswad, The Residents, Monolake, Jerry's Kids, Gang of Four, Black Sheep, Gang Gang Dance, Arthur Verocai, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, China Crisis, Essential Logic, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Robert Wyatt, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Kevin Saunderson, Jandek, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Erykah Badu, Whodini, Saccharine Trust, Dennis Brown, Dead Boys, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.

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)