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 Russia and from Manchester.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 the Sonics to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.

All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd 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?

Terry Callier, The Happenings, Dennis Brown, Avey Tare, Faraquet, The Stooges, New Order, Wire, B.T. Express, Minnie Riperton, Moss Icon, Lalann, Eyeless In Gaza, Pylon, Stetsasonic, Derrick May, Bush Tetras, Mars, Slick Rick, Erykah Badu, Brand Nubian, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Scrapy, Audionom, Marmalade, The Zeros, Neu!, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Kevin Saunderson, Amon Düül II, Ralphi Rosario, Lakeside, Panda Bear, The Divine Comedy, Blancmange, Television Personalities, Robert Görl, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Moleskins, 10cc, Ohio Players, Faust, John Cale, The Velvet Underground, The Sisters of Mercy, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Subhumans, Malaria!, Johnny Clarke, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Tomorrow, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, John Holt, Idris Muhammad, JFA, Livin' Joy, Beasts of Bourbon, AZ, The Count Five, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Deadbeat, La Düsseldorf, Gerry Rafferty, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.

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)