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 Montenegro and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Newcleus to the dance 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.

All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.

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

But have you seen my records?

The United States of America, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Robert Hood, Roxy Music, The Residents, New Age Steppers, Aswad, Quantec, The Fall, E-Dancer, Vladislav Delay, Sunsets and Hearts, Donald Byrd, The Blackbyrds, Slave, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, FM Einheit, Urselle, Surgeon, Amazonics, X-102, Glenn Branca, Lalann, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Mark Hollis, Mad Mike, Supertramp, Sun City Girls, Vaughan Mason & Crew, DJ Sneak, John Foxx, Bizarre Inc., Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Nas, Inner City, Soul Sonic Force, Sonic Youth, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Marcia Griffiths, The Human League, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Kaleidoscope, Sly & The Family Stone, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Jimmy McGriff, Newcleus, Eric Dolphy, Cluster, John Cale, London Community Gospel Choir, Flamin' Groovies, Lee Hazlewood, Outsiders, Liliput, The Star Department, Lucky Dragons, Joyce Sims, Ronnie Foster, the Soft Cell, Anthony Braxton, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.

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)