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 Monaco and from Paris.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 JFA to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.

All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Interpol, AZ, The Litter, Quando Quango, Babytalk, Kenny Larkin, Moebius, Amon Düül II, Pierre Henry, Franke, Eddi Front, Girls At Our Best!, Urselle, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Lou Reed & Metallica, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Kango’s Stein Massive, Oblivians, The Buckinghams, Ken Boothe, Excepter, DeepChord presents Echospace, Dual Sessions, The Barracudas, Lucky Dragons, Susan Cadogan, Ohio Players, Sandy B, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Larry & the Blue Notes, Bauhaus, Little Man, Thompson Twins, Joy Division, kango's stein massive, Wasted Youth, Wolf Eyes, Rapeman, Maurizio, MDC, Los Fastidios, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Monochrome Set, Joensuu 1685, Boz Scaggs, Warren Ellis, Junior Murvin, Nick Fraelich, Barclay James Harvest, The Modern Lovers, Sly & The Family Stone, Drexciya, Massinfluence, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Leaves, Arab on Radar, Roxette, The Fugs, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Crash Course in Science, Banda Bassotti, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.

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)