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 Suriname and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Kenny Larkin 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.

All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.

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

But have you seen my records?

Kas Product, Curtis Mayfield, Lakeside, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, AZ, Ituana, Albert Ayler, Anthony Braxton, Erykah Badu, The Fortunes, David McCallum, Janne Schatter, Glambeats Corp., Todd Terry, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Unwound, X-Ray Spex, James Chance & The Contortions, Circle Jerks, Wolf Eyes, Lalann, Ajijia Myrayebe, Rosa Yemen, Buzzcocks, Lou Reed, Bill Wells, Todd Rundgren, Stereo Dub, The Litter, The Music Machine, Moebius, The Mojo Men, Kerrie Biddell, La Düsseldorf, Lou Reed & John Cale, K-Klass, Dead Boys, Echo & the Bunnymen, Bauhaus, Brass Construction, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Leonard Cohen, Country Teasers, Brothers Johnson, The Blackbyrds, Joyce Sims, Ronan, Sly & The Family Stone, CMW, Terrestrial Tones, Cheater Slicks, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Shuggie Otis, The American Breed, ABC, Subhumans, Radiohead, Easy Going, Alphaville, The Stooges, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.

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)