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 Peru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Q and Not U to the grime 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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.

All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Juan Atkins, Toni Rubio, Lebanon Hanover, ABC, Wolf Eyes, Depeche Mode, Gastr Del Sol, The Toasters, Sparks, Scratch Acid, Kings Of Tomorrow, Mad Mike, The Pop Group, Soul II Soul, The Divine Comedy, The Gladiators, Zapp, KRS-One, Sarah Menescal, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Guru Guru, Unwound, The Fuzztones, Television Personalities, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Five Americans, Accadde A, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Alison Limerick, Young Marble Giants, Thee Headcoats, Camberwell Now, Loose Ends, Gang Starr, Glambeats Corp., Marcia Griffiths, 48th St. Collective, Excepter, Section 25, Andrew Hill, New Age Steppers, Funkadelic, Bluetip, Arthur Verocai, Funky Four + One, Donny Hathaway, The Moleskins, Bill Wells, The Fall, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Wire, Scrapy, H. Thieme, Kas Product, Grandmaster Flash, The Stooges, Au Pairs, Flipper, The Leaves, the Bar-Kays, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.

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)