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 Uganda and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Todd Rundgren to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.

All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

Erykah Badu, Terry Callier, Bang on a Can All-Stars, DeepChord presents Echospace, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Sister Nancy, Arab on Radar, OOIOO, Blake Baxter, The J.B.'s, Excepter, Mark Hollis, Marcia Griffiths, Sly & The Family Stone, Ornette Coleman, Television, MDC, The Detroit Cobras, John Foxx, Organ, Hasil Adkins, Robert Görl, Idris Muhammad, Dave Gahan, Model 500, June Days, the Bar-Kays, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, The Fuzztones, Jerry's Kids, The Cowsills, In Retrospect, Dorothy Ashby, Scan 7, Don Cherry, Susan Cadogan, Eden Ahbez, Flipper, Black Bananas, The Monochrome Set, Hot Snakes, Derrick May, Malaria!, The Birthday Party, Adolescents, Pagans, The Real Kids, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Average White Band, Joyce Sims, The Invisible, Gian Franco Pienzio, Royal Trux, Main Source, The Divine Comedy, Archie Shepp, Terrestrial Tones, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Fort Wilson Riot, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.

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)