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 Spain and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 the Slits to the electroclash 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.

All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.

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

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

The Chocolate Watch Band, Scion, Fatback Band, Urselle, Eddi Front, Lonnie Liston Smith, Ituana, Leonard Cohen, Lakeside, Aural Exciters, Davy DMX, Masters at Work, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Mojo Men, Dorothy Ashby, Arab on Radar, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Johnny Osbourne, The Techniques, Marcia Griffiths, Sonic Youth, Danielle Patucci, Bizarre Inc., Sly & The Family Stone, Fear, The Buckinghams, Andrew Hill, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Althea and Donna, Suburban Knight, Johnny Clarke, Malaria!, Gabor Szabo, Arcadia, Q and Not U, K-Klass, Pierre Henry, Tim Buckley, Sandy B, Erasure, 10cc, Blake Baxter, Roxette, The Martian, Gil Scott Heron, Model 500, Josef K, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Sun Ra Arkestra, Eyeless In Gaza, Audionom, The Birthday Party, Gang Green, The Doobie Brothers, June of 44, Patti Smith, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Television Personalities, The Electric Prunes, Harpers Bizarre, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.

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)