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 Nauru and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the disco 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.

All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Technova, Q and Not U, Blossom Toes, Yaz, Larry & the Blue Notes, Bobby Womack, B.T. Express, The Modern Lovers, Marmalade, Amon Düül II, Slick Rick, Sandy B, Pet Shop Boys, The Slackers, Ajijia Myrayebe, Glenn Branca, Eric Dolphy, Eurythmics, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Surgeon, David Axelrod, Erasure, 10cc, Moss Icon, Roger Hodgson, The Velvet Underground, Livin' Joy, Television, Black Flag, This Heat, Ice-T, The Seeds, The Gap Band, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Eve St. Jones, A Flock of Seagulls, Todd Rundgren, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, John Coltrane, Tubeway Army, Ultravox, The Zeros, The Detroit Cobras, La Düsseldorf, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Sixth Finger, The Index, The Angels of Light, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Scan 7, Banda Bassotti, Davy DMX, Young Marble Giants, The Barracudas, The Associates, Fatback Band, Man Parrish, The Moleskins, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.

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)