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 Mauritania and from Lille.
But I was there.

I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bluetip to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.

All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum 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 rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.

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

But have you seen my records?

Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Unwound, Ossler, Gregory Isaacs, MDC, Rapeman, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Marc Almond, Surgeon, Can, Hashim, Ultramagnetic MC's, Flipper, Arcadia, Urselle, Tears for Fears, Arthur Verocai, The Litter, These Immortal Souls, It's A Beautiful Day, Marmalade, Harmonia, The Pretty Things, The Toasters, Lou Reed, The Slits, Ronan, The Busters, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Erasure, Basic Channel, the Germs, the Sonics, Nas, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, D'Angelo, The Doobie Brothers, Junior Murvin, The Fire Engines, Main Source, The Gories, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Liliput, Fela Kuti, The Angels of Light, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Grandmaster Flash, Kurtis Blow, Khruangbin, Gichy Dan, Aloha Tigers, Fugazi, Pharoah Sanders, Ralphi Rosario, Bush Tetras, Scott Walker, The Modern Lovers, Lindisfarne, Magma, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.

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)