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 Greece and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minor Threat to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.

All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Whodini, Matthew Bourne, Joyce Sims, Ronan, Lou Reed & John Cale, Mars, Rod Modell, Lucky Dragons, The Royal Family And The Poor, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, 10cc, Lindisfarne, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Arcadia, Minutemen, Depeche Mode, Jeru the Damaja, Lou Reed & Metallica, The Motions, DeepChord presents Echospace, Moss Icon, Harpers Bizarre, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Liaisons Dangereuses, Desert Stars, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, John Lydon, Aloha Tigers, Spandau Ballet, Pet Shop Boys, The Barracudas, The Sound, ABC, Crash Course in Science, Boz Scaggs, D'Angelo, Glambeats Corp., Lee Hazlewood, Groovy Waters, Wolf Eyes, Aural Exciters, Vladislav Delay, Animal Collective, Cabaret Voltaire, Blake Baxter, Mad Mike, Procol Harum, The Litter, Smog, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Index, Barbara Tucker, Sam Rivers, Khruangbin, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Erykah Badu, Albert Ayler, Pulsallama, Graham Central Station, Scrapy, Sonic Youth, Harry Pussy, Joy Division, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.

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)