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 Venezuela and from Glasgow.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pantytec to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.

All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Monochrome Set, Soul Sonic Force, Groovy Waters, Pantytec, Adolescents, Selector Dub Narcotic, Mantronix, Magma, E-Dancer, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Harmonia, Man Eating Sloth, Jeff Mills, Big Daddy Kane, Sunsets and Hearts, Half Japanese, Michelle Simonal, Carl Craig, Josef K, Bootsy's Rubber Band, The Sisters of Mercy, In Retrospect, Robert Görl, Bobby Womack, Bobby Hutcherson, Animal Collective, John Foxx, Y Pants, CMW, Ituana, Bauhaus, The Evens, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Harry Pussy, Lee Hazlewood, Pylon, Fatback Band, Drexciya, The Remains, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Simply Red, Bang On A Can, Clear Light, Sarah Menescal, Cluster, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Kings Of Tomorrow, Fugazi, Fear, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Marc Almond, Tres Demented, Gabor Szabo, The Trojans, Thee Headcoats, Bill Wells, 48th St. Collective, Urselle, Terrestrial Tones, Nirvana, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.

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)