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 Switzerland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 U.S. Maple to the electroclash 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.

All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Zeros, Vainqueur, La Düsseldorf, Anthony Braxton, Aaron Thompson, Prince Buster, Toni Rubio, Marmalade, Lyres, In Retrospect, The Detroit Cobras, The Busters, Archie Shepp, Bobby Byrd, Fluxion, Quantec, Chrome, The Fall, John Coltrane, Avey Tare, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, The Neon Judgement, Iggy Pop, Fugazi, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, LL Cool J, Warren Ellis, Bob Dylan, Pylon, Joe Smooth, Danielle Patucci, The Beau Brummels, Dawn Penn, Crispy Ambulance, Ohio Players, Simply Red, Camberwell Now, Supertramp, Average White Band, The United States of America, Visage, Radio Birdman, Barclay James Harvest, Alison Limerick, Black Flag, Al Stewart, Sexual Harrassment, Yusef Lateef, Todd Rundgren, Roxy Music, David McCallum, Television, Minnie Riperton, Dual Sessions, New Age Steppers, FM Einheit, Wasted Youth, Hot Snakes, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Fear, Nick Fraelich, Nico, Procol Harum, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.

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)