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 New Zealand and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gregory Isaacs to the jazz 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.

All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Electric Light Orchestra, Robert Hood, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The Remains, The Zeros, Audionom, Bad Manners, Dual Sessions, Arab on Radar, Circle Jerks, Boredoms, Lee Hazlewood, Excepter, Rakim, Roxette, Dorothy Ashby, Alton Ellis, CMW, Tres Demented, The Smiths, Quadrant, The Litter, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Urselle, Jawbox, Blake Baxter, Tim Buckley, Shuggie Otis, Jerry Gold Smith, The Sisters of Mercy, Masters at Work, Althea and Donna, Visage, The Last Poets, Janne Schatter, Sarah Menescal, The Barracudas, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Bobby Womack, Mars, Gong, Sound Behaviour, Stockholm Monsters, The Fuzztones, The Blackbyrds, Can, Howard Jones, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Soulsonic Force, Little Man, Eden Ahbez, The Real Kids, The Beau Brummels, Interpol, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, The Blues Magoos, DeepChord presents Echospace, The American Breed, Sam Rivers, The Fire Engines, Cymande, 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)