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66. LCD Soundsystem – Losing My Edge



In an era where every song ever is available to anyone with a laptop, the futility of being an indie snob is either amusing or embittering, depending on a) the size of your record collection and b) how seriously you take yourself. Thankfully, James Murphy appears to be big on a) and not so much on b): while the sarcasm of Losing My Edge absolutely nails the modern hipster, his elegy to losing his greatest asset – that of being able to name more bands than you – is consistently witty and not remotely bitter. It’s the effortlessly acute observation that makes this song such fun – each of the 50-odd bands named at the end have become reference clichés for some sub-genre or other, regardless of how good any of them were, and the nod to “art-school Brooklynites in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties” manages, brilliantly, to pre-empt Vampire Weekend by two years. But it’s not all just clever jibes – Murphy’s emphasis on experience over knowledge (“I was there!” he keeps telling us, despite the obviously tall stories) is a nice way of pointing out that it doesn’t matter about the capacity of your iPod if you never see a guitar played in anger. As a debut single, too, Losing My Edge was Murphy’s own way of letting his peers know that he’d got the exact measure of them – the sharpest bloke in town had just arrived; he really didn’t care what you knew.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. 20/10/2009 11:05 am

    It’s so utterly ace. Highlight being: ‘And they’re actually all really nice!’

    I take his ‘I was there‘ as ironic – going on about old gigs is as ridiculous as going on about having a huge nostalgic collection \ knowledge of music. Reminding us all that our obsession with music is important to us, but that it’s important not too take it all too seriously.

  2. simon permalink
    20/10/2009 9:18 pm

    Bloody brilliant song. I am assuming that Mr. Murphy will be making another appearance at some point. He really is one of the greats of the decade.

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