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 Romania and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ 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 L. Decosne to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.

All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Silicon Teens, Liaisons Dangereuses, Aaron Thompson, Swans, The Fire Engines, Ornette Coleman, The Mighty Diamonds, The Young Rascals, Grey Daturas, Blancmange, Sister Nancy, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, K-Klass, Boz Scaggs, Harry Pussy, Joensuu 1685, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, The Misunderstood, Royal Trux, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), The Sonics, Marc Almond, Accadde A, Marcia Griffiths, Popol Vuh, Marine Girls, Intrusion, The Fall, Kurtis Blow, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Half Japanese, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Nirvana, Alphaville, Be Bop Deluxe, Excepter, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Smog, Youth Brigade, Ash Ra Tempel, The Seeds, Audionom, Jerry's Kids, Cecil Taylor, The Smiths, Nas, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Lightning Bolt, Todd Terry, The Five Americans, Roy Ayers, Rhythm & Sound, Massinfluence, Brand Nubian, Big Daddy Kane, Aswad, These Immortal Souls, Stiv Bators, Pulsallama, Amazonics, Crash Course in Science, The American Breed, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.

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)