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 Moldova and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 David Axelrod to the crunk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.

All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Sun City Girls, Oppenheimer Analysis, Wally Richardson, Scrapy, Janne Schatter, Ronnie Foster, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Pretty Things, Young Marble Giants, Dawn Penn, The Motions, Stockholm Monsters, Technova, Reagan Youth, In Retrospect, Fifty Foot Hose, Surgeon, Urselle, Soft Cell, The Red Krayola, DJ Style, Radiohead, Outsiders, The Selecter, The Sonics, Arthur Verocai, Bill Wells, The New Christs, The Vogues, Lebanon Hanover, Minutemen, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Piero Umiliani, Cabaret Voltaire, Bush Tetras, Cameo, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Aloha Tigers, Guru Guru, Sonny Sharrock, Qualms, Monks, Inner City, The Fugs, Japan, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Brick, Amon Düül II, Unwound, DeepChord presents Echospace, Sight & Sound, The Walker Brothers, Gerry Rafferty, Main Source, Sällskapet, Yazoo, Bobbi Humphrey, The Doobie Brothers, Black Sheep, John Cale, AZ, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.

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)