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 Denmark and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Kinks to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.

All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.

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

But have you seen my records?

Soulsonic Force, MDC, Grandmaster Flash, Harmonia, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Electric Light Orchestra, Faraquet, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Brothers Johnson, Johnny Clarke, Maleditus Sound, Peter and Kerry, The Vogues, Essential Logic, Q65, Fifty Foot Hose, Colin Newman, Rekid, Outsiders, Icehouse, Idris Muhammad, Cecil Taylor, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Cluster, Absolute Body Control, The Associates, The Monochrome Set, Ronan, Dave Gahan, Mary Jane Girls, DeepChord presents Echospace, Todd Terry, Terrestrial Tones, Bobby Womack, Girls At Our Best!, The Blues Magoos, Matthew Halsall, The Selecter, The Slackers, Davy DMX, Charles Mingus, Basic Channel, Amon Düül II, Pylon, Lee Hazlewood, Oblivians, The Star Department, Pussy Galore, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Stetsasonic, Agent Orange, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, Zero Boys, David Axelrod, Ajijia Myrayebe, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Adolescents, Dawn Penn, Soul Sonic Force, Liliput, Sexual Harrassment, Roy Ayers, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.

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)