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 Guatemala and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wasted Youth to the punk 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.

All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Sonics, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, The Gories, Jandek, Piero Umiliani, Black Flag, The Wake, Excepter, Alton Ellis, Underground Resistance, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, World's Most, Stereo Dub, Dennis Brown, Fat Boys, The Modern Lovers, FM Einheit, Bobby Sherman, Absolute Body Control, Donald Byrd, Delon & Dalcan, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Banda Bassotti, The Monks, Hardrive, Eddi Front, The Zeros, Lower 48, Cabaret Voltaire, Crispian St. Peters, Ronnie Foster, Anthony Braxton, Altered Images, One Last Wish, X-102, Neil Young, Grandmaster Flash, Depeche Mode, Jimmy McGriff, Robert Hood, Sister Nancy, Shuggie Otis, Judy Mowatt, Yellowson, Bill Wells, The Royal Family And The Poor, Metal Thangz, Q65, Harpers Bizarre, the Slits, Peter & Gordon, Pantaleimon, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Mandrill, Colin Newman, Alison Limerick, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Robert Wyatt, Ronan, Harry Pussy, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.

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)