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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Howard Jones to the dance 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.

All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Johnny Osbourne, Cheater Slicks, Idris Muhammad, Peter & Gordon, Porter Ricks, Groovy Waters, Louis and Bebe Barron, Thee Headcoats, London Community Gospel Choir, Cymande, Severed Heads, Jacob Miller, Jandek, Alton Ellis, Oneida, Ash Ra Tempel, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Outsiders, Hasil Adkins, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Smog, Saccharine Trust, The Searchers, Howard Jones, the Germs, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Danielle Patucci, Moebius, Ronnie Foster, Joe Finger, Technova, Pussy Galore, Joy Division, Quantec, Sexual Harrassment, The Mighty Diamonds, New Order, Inner City, Quando Quango, Section 25, The Victims, Davy DMX, Kenny Larkin, China Crisis, Intrusion, DJ Style, Khruangbin, Neil Young, Sight & Sound, The Pop Group, Monks, Wasted Youth, Derrick May, Sound Behaviour, Eric Dolphy, Q65, Susan Cadogan, Kerri Chandler, T.S.O.L., Television, The Toasters, The New Christs, the Association, The Beau Brummels, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.

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)