Infinitely Losing My Edge

Generate another   or   share this link  

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 Solomon Islands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sarah Menescal to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.

All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.

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

But have you seen my records?

Bizarre Inc., Nick Fraelich, Arcadia, Bobby Sherman, Flash Fearless, The Zeros, Nas, Moebius, The Associates, Marine Girls, Icehouse, The Move, Youth Brigade, London Community Gospel Choir, Little Man, Dawn Penn, Bang On A Can, T. Rex, Dark Day, Kas Product, Basic Channel, Loose Ends, Eric Copeland, Fort Wilson Riot, Donny Hathaway, Black Sheep, Saccharine Trust, X-102, David McCallum, Rapeman, Underground Resistance, OOIOO, Parry Music, The Blackbyrds, Mantronix, Al Stewart, Bronski Beat, Eric Dolphy, The Buckinghams, Angry Samoans, Andrew Hill, 8 Eyed Spy, Soft Machine, Gerry Rafferty, Agent Orange, Circle Jerks, Jesper Dahlback, Q65, DeepChord presents Echospace, Heavy D & The Boyz, Joy Division, Tropical Tobacco, CMW, Dual Sessions, The Electric Prunes, Rod Modell, Ituana, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Swell Maps, Reagan Youth, Echospace, The Royal Family And The Poor, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.

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)