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 Jamaica and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Delta 5 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.

All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Mad Mike, Silicon Teens, Lightning Bolt, Tubeway Army, Panda Bear, Massinfluence, Arthur Verocai, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Hardrive, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, John Foxx, Sixth Finger, U.S. Maple, Cabaret Voltaire, Brick, Hasil Adkins, Ash Ra Tempel, The Saints, Nirvana, Anthony Braxton, Ronan, Deepchord, Lou Reed & John Cale, Iggy Pop, Crispian St. Peters, Stockholm Monsters, Scratch Acid, Zapp, Dennis Brown, The Divine Comedy, Fat Boys, The Kinks, The Fire Engines, Lucky Dragons, the Sonics, Fad Gadget, DNA, Pulsallama, The Seeds, Piero Umiliani, Trumans Water, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, Blancmange, JFA, Desert Stars, Jesper Dahlback, Reagan Youth, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Sun City Girls, Banda Bassotti, cv313, Jesper Dahlbäck, The Black Dice, Joyce Sims, Darondo, Thee Headcoats, Theoretical Girls, Drive Like Jehu, DJ Style, The Victims, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.

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)