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 Korea South and from Lagos.
But I was there.

I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 La Düsseldorf to the techno 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.

All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Neon Judgement, Ice-T, Pagans, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, EPMD, Slave, Ralphi Rosario, Cybotron, Ten City, Scion, Simply Red, Idris Muhammad, Joey Negro, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Electric Prunes, Eric Dolphy, Chrome, Magma, Marc Almond, Larry & the Blue Notes, Subhumans, Arcadia, Stereo Dub, Index, Jerry's Kids, Colin Newman, Zapp, Eddi Front, The Electric Prunes, The Knickerbockers, Stiv Bators, Supertramp, Warren Ellis, Television Personalities, Beasts of Bourbon, FM Einheit, Eurythmics, Radiopuhelimet, U.S. Maple, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Oneida, Moss Icon, June of 44, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Ludus, Hot Snakes, Ultramagnetic MC's, Minnie Riperton, Barclay James Harvest, Zero Boys, Cheater Slicks, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, The Searchers, the Swans, Cecil Taylor, Soulsonic Force, Sonny Sharrock, Pantytec, E-Dancer, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Girls At Our Best!, Alphaville, AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.

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)