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 Belgium and from Bremen.
But I was there.

I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Misunderstood 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.

All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Idris Muhammad, The Doors, Quando Quango, Pierre Henry, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kenny Larkin, Angry Samoans, the Germs, John Holt, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Magma, Harpers Bizarre, Fatback Band, Lucky Dragons, Crash Course in Science, Gang Gang Dance, Scratch Acid, Cal Tjader, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, New Age Steppers, Jerry's Kids, David McCallum, The Buckinghams, Rhythm & Sound, CMW, Sunsets and Hearts, Scott Walker, Joyce Sims, Tres Demented, The Shadows of Knight, Reagan Youth, Groovy Waters, Judy Mowatt, Gong, Television, The Victims, Mars, The Red Krayola, Thee Headcoats, The Barracudas, Nico, Eve St. Jones, Bill Near, Maleditus Sound, Jawbox, Soul Sonic Force, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Laurel Aitken, Roger Hodgson, Joey Negro, Moebius, Marmalade, Fluxion, Heaven 17, Lakeside, Oneida, Young Marble Giants, Pole, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.

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)