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 Senegal and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Warren Ellis to the rock 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.

All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Basic Channel, cv313, Kas Product, Ronnie Foster, Ituana, Parry Music, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Cure, Hasil Adkins, Judy Mowatt, Deepchord, Fluxion, The Cowsills, Whodini, Zapp, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Gichy Dan, Harpers Bizarre, Television Personalities, Kurtis Blow, The Litter, Scratch Acid, Jesper Dahlback, Hashim, Stereo Dub, Al Stewart, Bobby Hutcherson, The Evens, Minny Pops, Second Layer, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Isaac Hayes, Kevin Saunderson, Alice Coltrane, Man Parrish, Los Fastidios, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Crispy Ambulance, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, The Tremeloes, Gang Green, Junior Murvin, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Wally Richardson, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, David Axelrod, Inner City, The Modern Lovers, Patti Smith, The Blackbyrds, Eric Dolphy, The Mighty Diamonds, The Sound, Au Pairs, Nils Olav, Nico, Nas, DNA, Marine Girls, The Misunderstood, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Oppenheimer Analysis, Tubeway Army, Rosa Yemen, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.

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)