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 Bahrain and from Spokane.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dorothy Ashby to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.

All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Stereo Dub, Minnie Riperton, Vladislav Delay, Outsiders, Negative Approach, Freddie Wadling, L. Decosne, Fat Boys, Infiniti, Janne Schatter, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, JFA, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Basic Channel, The Skatalites, A Certain Ratio, Rekid, The Gap Band, Aloha Tigers, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Theoretical Girls, Country Teasers, The Neon Judgement, Erasure, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, June of 44, Adolescents, Albert Ayler, Pulsallama, 8 Eyed Spy, MDC, Pole, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Althea and Donna, Rakim, Quando Quango, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Cymande, The Seeds, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Kas Product, Hashim, Hot Snakes, the Swans, T. Rex, Yusef Lateef, Byron Stingily, Amon Düül II, Suburban Knight, The Birthday Party, David McCallum, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Techniques, Altered Images, Robert Hood, Cheater Slicks, Archie Shepp, Marshall Jefferson, Connie Case, the Fania All-Stars, Rotary Connection, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.

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)