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 Seychelles and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
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 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 Jacob Miller to the grunge 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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.

All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Todd Rundgren, Slick Rick, La Düsseldorf, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Sarah Menescal, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), the Soft Cell, Sexual Harrassment, Cybotron, Excepter, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, CMW, Dave Gahan, The Fuzztones, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Tropical Tobacco, The Sonics, The Real Kids, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, Grandmaster Flash, Donny Hathaway, Q and Not U, The Slackers, the Germs, Gabor Szabo, Stiv Bators, Brothers Johnson, Kevin Saunderson, Tubeway Army, Monks, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, X-101, Scrapy, The American Breed, Brick, Lindisfarne, The Buckinghams, Harpers Bizarre, Cymande, Ultramagnetic MC's, The Fall, Lakeside, Flash Fearless, UT, Au Pairs, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, The Associates, Severed Heads, Bluetip, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Banda Bassotti, Rhythm & Sound, Bobby Hutcherson, The Velvet Underground, The Fire Engines, Barclay James Harvest, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Fela Kuti, Fad Gadget, Ponytail, Anakelly, The Walker Brothers, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.

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)