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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 PIL to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.

All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gang of Four, Young Marble Giants, Quadrant, Newcleus, The American Breed, the Bar-Kays, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, The Gun Club, Arthur Verocai, Adolescents, Susan Cadogan, Sight & Sound, Wire, Bobbi Humphrey, The Neon Judgement, Al Stewart, Leonard Cohen, The Royal Family And The Poor, Pierre Henry, Bob Dylan, Funkadelic, The Barracudas, Fat Boys, Ten City, Frankie Knuckles, Neu!, Goldenarms, Gang Starr, The Fuzztones, Curtis Mayfield, Sam Rivers, The Busters, The Smoke, Dennis Brown, Roger Hodgson, Judy Mowatt, Masters at Work, Porter Ricks, Kevin Saunderson, Von Mondo, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Faust, Moby Grape, Man Eating Sloth, Althea and Donna, Johnny Osbourne, Black Moon, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Spoonie Gee, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Lower 48, Joe Finger, UT, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Carl Craig, D'Angelo, DeepChord presents Echospace, Kas Product, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.

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)