Infinitely Losing My Edge

Generate another   or   share this link  

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 Singapore and from Delhi.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Index 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.

All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

OOIOO, Motorama, Pulsallama, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Newcleus, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Godley & Creme, Mary Jane Girls, Colin Newman, The Royal Family And The Poor, Oppenheimer Analysis, Joensuu 1685, The Cure, Ronnie Foster, Roxette, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, June Days, The Trojans, Gian Franco Pienzio, The Seeds, Brand Nubian, the Normal, John Coltrane, Barclay James Harvest, Sarah Menescal, Eyeless In Gaza, Jesper Dahlback, Maleditus Sound, Panda Bear, Bobby Sherman, The Gladiators, Harpers Bizarre, Royal Trux, Scrapy, Archie Shepp, Stereo Dub, KRS-One, Wings, the Swans, Nik Kershaw, Roy Ayers, Steve Hackett, Crooked Eye, David McCallum, Fear, JFA, MDC, Nico, Soft Machine, L. Decosne, Television Personalities, ABC, Khruangbin, Eli Mardock, Organ, Jerry Gold Smith, Pierre Henry, Shoche, Lee Hazlewood, The Associates, Albert Ayler, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.

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)