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 El Salvador and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in New York and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 Can to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.

All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Hasil Adkins, Dave Gahan, Joensuu 1685, Gregory Isaacs, Gang Starr, the Human League, Wally Richardson, Harpers Bizarre, Circle Jerks, Flipper, Tears for Fears, The Fire Engines, Public Image Ltd., The Angels of Light, Moss Icon, Marcia Griffiths, Nico, John Foxx, Roger Hodgson, Gabor Szabo, Barbara Tucker, The Happenings, FM Einheit, Wolf Eyes, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Gladiators, The Smoke, The Victims, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Public Enemy, Swell Maps, Intrusion, Yaz, Half Japanese, Kango’s Stein Massive, June Days, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Symarip, Sly & The Family Stone, The Skatalites, The Knickerbockers, The United States of America, Trumans Water, The New Christs, The Last Poets, Agent Orange, Fugazi, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Mantronix, Danielle Patucci, Desert Stars, Magma, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Soul II Soul, Amon Düül, Rakim, Skarface, Don Cherry, Ponytail, It's A Beautiful Day, The Gories, U.S. Maple, Silicon Teens, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.

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)