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 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Portland and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the crunk 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.

All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Vladislav Delay, Delta 5, Arcadia, Lebanon Hanover, Popol Vuh, Isaac Hayes, Anakelly, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Patti Smith, The Pretty Things, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Drive Like Jehu, Fatback Band, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, AZ, Todd Terry, Scientists, Gastr Del Sol, Spandau Ballet, The Golliwogs, Eric Copeland, The Electric Prunes, A Flock of Seagulls, Unrelated Segments, Public Enemy, Terry Callier, The Doors, The Young Rascals, Q65, The Smoke, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Mad Mike, 10cc, Pussy Galore, Underground Resistance, Radiohead, The Misunderstood, The Fugs, Mary Jane Girls, Kurtis Blow, Oneida, Crime, Y Pants, EPMD, Grandmaster Flash, Dual Sessions, Ten City, Essential Logic, Dawn Penn, The Cosmic Jokers, Cabaret Voltaire, Half Japanese, Warren Ellis, Darondo, Rod Modell, Kayak, World's Most, Slave, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Toni Rubio, The Dirtbombs, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.

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)