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 Benin and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Organ to the rap 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.

All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Yusef Lateef, Jesper Dahlbäck, Louis and Bebe Barron, Moss Icon, The Happenings, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Chris & Cosey, Wolf Eyes, Scratch Acid, The Slackers, Audionom, Buzzcocks, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Radio Birdman, Jeru the Damaja, Monolake, Monks, Scion, Mo-Dettes, Sun Ra Arkestra, Shuggie Otis, Delta 5, Jerry Gold Smith, Ajijia Myrayebe, Outsiders, Junior Murvin, Radiohead, ABBA, OOIOO, Archie Shepp, The Monochrome Set, The New Christs, Joensuu 1685, Sällskapet, The Vogues, Albert Ayler, Oblivians, Bobby Sherman, Flash Fearless, Technova, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, Man Eating Sloth, Michelle Simonal, Supertramp, The Toasters, Altered Images, Kevin Saunderson, The Fuzztones, DJ Style, EPMD, Sonny Sharrock, Wally Richardson, The Saints, Camouflage, Yellowson, Spandau Ballet, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Nick Fraelich, Bizarre Inc., Dorothy Ashby, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.

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)