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 Hungary and from Cairo.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.

All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Birthday Party, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Neil Young, Lou Christie, One Last Wish, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Funkadelic, Ken Boothe, Todd Rundgren, Letta Mbulu, Bang On A Can, The Fall, Matthew Halsall, Scott Walker, The Dave Clark Five, Cabaret Voltaire, The Kinks, John Cale, Little Man, DJ Style, These Immortal Souls, D'Angelo, Lucky Dragons, Peter and Kerry, H. Thieme, New Order, Symarip, Tommy Roe, Kerrie Biddell, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, The Cure, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, KRS-One, Kaleidoscope, Roxette, Minnie Riperton, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Faraquet, The Vogues, David McCallum, Brick, The Moody Blues, The Blackbyrds, Chris Corsano, Radio Birdman, Soft Machine, Rotary Connection, Silicon Teens, Black Sheep, Minor Threat, The Divine Comedy, Underground Resistance, Zapp, The Detroit Cobras, Eurythmics, New York Dolls, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Hoover, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.

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)