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 Togo and from Seoul.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brass Construction to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.

All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Little Man, Joe Smooth, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Thompson Twins, Grandmaster Flash, Tom Boy, Frankie Knuckles, Dark Day, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, The Electric Prunes, Patti Smith, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Louis and Bebe Barron, Morten Harket, The Smiths, Radio Birdman, Bootsy Collins, PIL, Boogie Down Productions, Television, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, H. Thieme, Vainqueur, The Birthday Party, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, The Fugs, Das Ding, Von Mondo, Stiv Bators, Heaven 17, Alton Ellis, Ponytail, The Human League, Royal Trux, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Crispian St. Peters, Babytalk, Jesper Dahlback, Lou Reed & John Cale, Simply Red, Kas Product, Sound Behaviour, Letta Mbulu, Fort Wilson Riot, The Velvet Underground, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Unwound, The Martian, Jimmy McGriff, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Jeru the Damaja, Todd Terry, Isaac Hayes, Freddie Wadling, Derrick May, Quadrant, Dead Boys, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Cameo, Lakeside, The Pretty Things, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.

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)