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 Mexico and from Edmonton.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.

All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Germs, PIL, Tim Buckley, The Red Krayola, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Maleditus Sound, Lou Reed & John Cale, 10cc, The Five Americans, Marine Girls, Quantec, Joensuu 1685, The Martian, Gian Franco Pienzio, Can, Ohio Players, Godley & Creme, Little Man, Sunsets and Hearts, The Gap Band, Sly & The Family Stone, Sun Ra, Susan Cadogan, KRS-One, Gabor Szabo, Kevin Saunderson, Ten City, Boz Scaggs, Gang Green, The Mighty Diamonds, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, DNA, Soul Sonic Force, Bang On A Can, Siglo XX, Ultramagnetic MC's, Von Mondo, Pussy Galore, The Selecter, Carl Craig, Rakim, Charles Mingus, Bobbi Humphrey, Thee Headcoats, the Association, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The Moleskins, Man Eating Sloth, Fifty Foot Hose, Bizarre Inc., Pierre Henry, Suburban Knight, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Cecil Taylor, Magma, Rod Modell, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Tremeloes, Kayak, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.

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)