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 Palau and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Nick Fraelich to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.

All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Jawbox, T.S.O.L., The Red Krayola, Lungfish, Harpers Bizarre, The Mojo Men, Ohio Players, Cybotron, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Yusef Lateef, Ornette Coleman, Mary Jane Girls, The Moleskins, Mandrill, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Technova, Slick Rick, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Barracudas, Al Stewart, Josef K, It's A Beautiful Day, Half Japanese, Easy Going, Judy Mowatt, Faust, Deadbeat, Black Flag, Zero Boys, Traffic Nightmare, Jeru the Damaja, Essential Logic, Man Eating Sloth, Motorama, OOIOO, Tres Demented, Boz Scaggs, Roy Ayers, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Joey Negro, Cabaret Voltaire, Laurel Aitken, Mark Hollis, Dawn Penn, Gastr Del Sol, Joe Smooth, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, The Blackbyrds, The J.B.'s, Marshall Jefferson, Robert Wyatt, Iggy Pop, Lakeside, The Cure, Bob Dylan, Max Romeo, Black Moon, Eddi Front, Heavy D & The Boyz, Eric Dolphy, Ice-T, Ajijia Myrayebe, Blake Baxter, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.

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)