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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 Dennis Brown to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.

All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Jimmy McGriff, June of 44, The Sisters of Mercy, Country Teasers, Sound Behaviour, Prince Buster, Vladislav Delay, Jesper Dahlback, T.S.O.L., Au Pairs, Amon Düül II, The Fugs, Derrick Morgan, D'Angelo, The Velvet Underground, DJ Sneak, Public Image Ltd., Nation of Ulysses, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Mission of Burma, Rekid, Scion, Clear Light, Warsaw, Dave Gahan, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Mojo Men, Radiohead, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Sad Lovers and Giants, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Stereo Dub, Cecil Taylor, Erykah Badu, June Days, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Bobby Womack, Flash Fearless, Warren Ellis, Eyeless In Gaza, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Jawbox, Boz Scaggs, Sonny Sharrock, The Pop Group, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, The Grass Roots, the Human League, Ludus, Lower 48, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Neu!, Colin Newman, Anthony Braxton, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Boredoms, Funkadelic, Ronan, Y Pants, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Sunsets and Hearts, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.

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)