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 Cuba and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New York Dolls to the rap 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.

All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camberwell Now, Carl Craig, Cybotron, Bill Near, The Seeds, Oppenheimer Analysis, Brand Nubian, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Sun City Girls, Suburban Knight, Shuggie Otis, Agitation Free, Sly & The Family Stone, Michelle Simonal, Royal Trux, Alison Limerick, The Blues Magoos, Lee Hazlewood, Brass Construction, Todd Rundgren, Make Up, Louis and Bebe Barron, Monolake, Kurtis Blow, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Zapp, The Fire Engines, The Music Machine, Television Personalities, Slave, New Order, Robert Hood, Funky Four + One, The Pop Group, The J.B.'s, Grandmaster Flash, Kool Moe Dee, Cheater Slicks, Thee Headcoats, Althea and Donna, Jacob Miller, Sonic Youth, Marmalade, The Cowsills, The Invisible, The Trojans, These Immortal Souls, Sällskapet, The Dirtbombs, Banda Bassotti, Adolescents, Black Sheep, Franke, Patti Smith, cv313, Danielle Patucci, Barclay James Harvest, The Mojo Men, Deadbeat, Magma, Eric Dolphy, Hot Snakes, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.

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)