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 Libya and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro 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 Shuggie Otis to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.

All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.

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

But have you seen my records?

John Cale, Tomorrow, Fluxion, The Modern Lovers, Robert Görl, The Monochrome Set, Max Romeo, Bauhaus, Drive Like Jehu, The Count Five, Bizarre Inc., Bobby Byrd, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Slave, Grey Daturas, The Remains, Echospace, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Bobby Womack, Pylon, These Immortal Souls, Thompson Twins, Skriet, Andrew Hill, Country Teasers, the Fania All-Stars, Mark Hollis, The Dave Clark Five, Metal Thangz, Maurizio, Howard Jones, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Mantronix, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Masters at Work, Section 25, Sound Behaviour, Jeff Lynne, Bluetip, Derrick Morgan, The Shadows of Knight, Television, Accadde A, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Leonard Cohen, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Interpol, Jerry Gold Smith, The New Christs, Funkadelic, Zero Boys, Cybotron, Hot Snakes, The Seeds, Television Personalities, Suicide, Sex Pistols, Sugar Minott, 48th St. Collective, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.

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)