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 Bhutan and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 China Crisis to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.

All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Hashim, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Eden Ahbez, JFA, AZ, Lindisfarne, Yusef Lateef, Delta 5, James Chance & The Contortions, The Vogues, The Skatalites, Sonic Youth, Dennis Brown, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Sonics, Bill Wells, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Camberwell Now, Babytalk, Gregory Isaacs, The Neon Judgement, Lucky Dragons, The Doobie Brothers, Swans, Albert Ayler, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Charles Mingus, Banda Bassotti, Todd Terry, Mark Hollis, Glenn Branca, Gastr Del Sol, Country Joe & The Fish, Dual Sessions, Adolescents, Gabor Szabo, John Foxx, Porter Ricks, The Young Rascals, The Red Krayola, Alice Coltrane, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Radiopuhelimet, Theoretical Girls, Joensuu 1685, Nils Olav, Ituana, Ohio Players, Boz Scaggs, X-Ray Spex, Tom Boy, Barbara Tucker, Altered Images, H. Thieme, Gang Green, Parry Music, The Cramps, The Slackers, Loose Ends, Fluxion, Tommy Roe, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.

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)