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 Suriname and from Columbus.
But I was there.

I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Tubeway Army to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.

All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Soul Sonic Force, Sam Rivers, Buzzcocks, Young Marble Giants, Trumans Water, Qualms, Sister Nancy, Godley & Creme, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Skatalites, Strawberry Alarm Clock, LL Cool J, Bill Near, Janne Schatter, The Alarm Clocks, EPMD, Roy Ayers, Lou Reed, Lucky Dragons, Dennis Brown, The Associates, The Invisible, The Monochrome Set, The Moleskins, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, This Heat, Mark Hollis, Model 500, Bobby Sherman, Morten Harket, Eric Dolphy, Beasts of Bourbon, Jesper Dahlback, The Vogues, The Move, Gil Scott Heron, The Grass Roots, Nils Olav, Fort Wilson Riot, Gregory Isaacs, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Faust, The Sound, Terrestrial Tones, Black Flag, Lee Hazlewood, The Durutti Column, Dead Boys, Ornette Coleman, The Busters, Throbbing Gristle, Deakin, Bluetip, Lalann, The Gun Club, Ten City, The Seeds, Susan Cadogan, Cabaret Voltaire, The American Breed, Animal Collective, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.

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)