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 France and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Animal Collective to the grunge 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.

All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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 Dave Gahan record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yellowson, Delon & Dalcan, The Angels of Light, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Pylon, UT, Fifty Foot Hose, Quadrant, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Negative Approach, Blossom Toes, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Drexciya, Isaac Hayes, Robert Görl, Mars, The Fall, Barbara Tucker, Aswad, Bobby Womack, Aloha Tigers, Fugazi, Soft Cell, Crash Course in Science, Sandy B, Nirvana, Lee Hazlewood, Whodini, Half Japanese, Donny Hathaway, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, The Doobie Brothers, The Velvet Underground, Ken Boothe, Matthew Halsall, Rufus Thomas, Pantaleimon, kango's stein massive, Nas, U.S. Maple, The Monochrome Set, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, X-102, Nico, Marvin Gaye, Kevin Saunderson, K-Klass, Arcadia, Cheater Slicks, Supertramp, Arab on Radar, Parry Music, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Toni Rubio, Crispian St. Peters, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Mantronix, Desert Stars, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.

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)