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 Peru and from Tehran.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 World's Most to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.

All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Metal Thangz, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Joey Negro, Ken Boothe, The Standells, Hasil Adkins, Lungfish, Alton Ellis, Grauzone, Half Japanese, Minutemen, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Intrusion, David Bowie, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Rotary Connection, Negative Approach, Cheater Slicks, Kaleidoscope, Boz Scaggs, Ronan, Janne Schatter, Sound Behaviour, the Fania All-Stars, Jeff Mills, Jandek, Sight & Sound, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Barrington Levy, L. Decosne, T.S.O.L., Tim Buckley, The Blues Magoos, Morten Harket, Aswad, Spoonie Gee, Electric Light Orchestra, MDC, Oppenheimer Analysis, Peter & Gordon, The Sound, Cymande, The Gladiators, Avey Tare, Jesper Dahlbäck, Prince Buster, New Age Steppers, Jimmy McGriff, Sixth Finger, Gil Scott Heron, Matthew Halsall, Dawn Penn, Mantronix, The Modern Lovers, Lower 48, The Evens, Duran Duran, John Lydon, Youth Brigade, Joensuu 1685, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.

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)