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 Sierra Leone and from Jakarta.
But I was there.

I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Interpol to the disco 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.

All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.

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

But have you seen my records?

Television Personalities, Rotary Connection, DJ Sneak, Swell Maps, Oneida, Pantytec, Ornette Coleman, Scion, kango's stein massive, Gastr Del Sol, Can, Massinfluence, Tomorrow, The Associates, Maurizio, Nick Fraelich, Oblivians, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, The Moleskins, The Music Machine, Faust, Cheater Slicks, Gabor Szabo, Boz Scaggs, Matthew Halsall, Steve Hackett, Mo-Dettes, Aaron Thompson, Janne Schatter, The Slackers, Curtis Mayfield, Desert Stars, Japan, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, DeepChord presents Echospace, The Durutti Column, Rites of Spring, The Toasters, Television, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Loose Ends, Flipper, Bill Wells, Half Japanese, Larry & the Blue Notes, Iggy Pop, Ash Ra Tempel, Toni Rubio, Sällskapet, Prince Buster, Electric Light Orchestra, Minutemen, Franke, June of 44, Eddi Front, The Raincoats, Wolf Eyes, Eric B and Rakim, London Community Gospel Choir, Lou Christie, The Chocolate Watch Band, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.

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)