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 Haiti and from Mexico City.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Isaac Hayes to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.

All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Archie Shepp, Matthew Halsall, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Neon Judgement, Fatback Band, Unwound, The Shadows of Knight, Sly & The Family Stone, Public Enemy, Gregory Isaacs, Index, Icehouse, Ponytail, Yazoo, Au Pairs, Bluetip, Young Marble Giants, It's A Beautiful Day, Oblivians, Average White Band, X-101, Bob Dylan, F. McDonald, Eden Ahbez, David Axelrod, John Foxx, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Bill Near, Tim Buckley, L. Decosne, The Alarm Clocks, The Music Machine, The J.B.'s, A Flock of Seagulls, Avey Tare, Eurythmics, Flash Fearless, Wasted Youth, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Mad Mike, EPMD, Deadbeat, Connie Case, Iggy Pop, Severed Heads, The Beau Brummels, London Community Gospel Choir, The Real Kids, Pantaleimon, Masters at Work, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, The Blackbyrds, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, The Dirtbombs, Pere Ubu, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, U.S. Maple, T. Rex, Sexual Harrassment, Infiniti, Strawberry Alarm Clock, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, JFA, Hardrive, Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.

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)