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 Comoros and from Madrid.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Jandek to the rock 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.

All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Gong, Bad Manners, Soft Machine, Alphaville, The Blackbyrds, The Gories, Rotary Connection, Barclay James Harvest, The Standells, Matthew Halsall, Bush Tetras, Dual Sessions, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Roxy Music, ABBA, Ultravox, Silicon Teens, Johnny Osbourne, The Zeros, Minutemen, Fatback Band, Eli Mardock, Danielle Patucci, Altered Images, Ten City, Lebanon Hanover, Pantaleimon, Louis and Bebe Barron, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Mark Hollis, Lalann, Flipper, Urselle, Ronan, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Donny Hathaway, Buzzcocks, The Beau Brummels, Eric Dolphy, Gerry Rafferty, Byron Stingily, Depeche Mode, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, The Offenders, Sunsets and Hearts, Rekid, Davy DMX, X-101, Bauhaus, Animal Collective, Graham Central Station, The Evens, The Mojo Men, Sam Rivers, Patti Smith, The Knickerbockers, The Shadows of Knight, the Germs, Andrew Hill, The Golliwogs, The Moleskins, The Slackers, The Cosmic Jokers, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.

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)