Infinitely Losing My Edge

Generate another   or   share this link  

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 Moldova and from Winnipeg.
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 London and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Leonard Cohen to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.

All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Scrapy, It's A Beautiful Day, The Five Americans, Pagans, New York Dolls, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Amon Düül, the Slits, Glenn Branca, Colin Newman, Stetsasonic, The Saints, Gichy Dan, Guru Guru, Mary Jane Girls, The Velvet Underground, kango's stein massive, H. Thieme, Shoche, Japan, Negative Approach, Angry Samoans, Parry Music, Das Ding, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Scientists, Von Mondo, Matthew Bourne, Quadrant, Faraquet, Big Daddy Kane, Heaven 17, Mad Mike, Jerry Gold Smith, Ice-T, Echospace, The Golliwogs, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Procol Harum, Suicide, Tim Buckley, Joe Smooth, Schoolly D, Bobby Hutcherson, MC5, Sexual Harrassment, Aaron Thompson, Grandmaster Flash, The Moleskins, Bad Manners, Monolake, Kurtis Blow, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, T.S.O.L., Animal Collective, John Foxx, F. McDonald, Groovy Waters, James White and The Blacks, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.

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)