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 Papua New Guinea and from Lyon.
But I was there.

I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 David Bowie 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 Prince Buster to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.

All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Von Mondo, Steve Hackett, Arab on Radar, Tim Buckley, The Monks, Minnie Riperton, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, T.S.O.L., K-Klass, Wolf Eyes, Echospace, Mission of Burma, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Cybotron, Avey Tare, Marcia Griffiths, Gang Starr, The Young Rascals, Dave Gahan, Cal Tjader, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Albert Ayler, Sound Behaviour, Jeru the Damaja, New York Dolls, Adolescents, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Kevin Saunderson, The Saints, The Golliwogs, DeepChord presents Echospace, Ice-T, Kerri Chandler, La Düsseldorf, The Pop Group, The Searchers, Carl Craig, David McCallum, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Gregory Isaacs, Easy Going, Agent Orange, The Gap Band, The Cramps, Brand Nubian, Newcleus, Drexciya, the Germs, Hot Snakes, Charles Mingus, Camouflage, Bobby Womack, The American Breed, Lalann, Janne Schatter, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Dark Day, Symarip, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, CMW, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.

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)