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 Spain and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the theremin 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 the Normal to the jazz 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.

All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

the Fania All-Stars, Eddi Front, Roy Ayers, Heavy D & The Boyz, The Gun Club, Echo & the Bunnymen, Ronan, Black Sheep, Lyres, Skaos, Brothers Johnson, Tres Demented, Joyce Sims, The Barracudas, B.T. Express, Smog, Dual Sessions, Fluxion, 10cc, Gabor Szabo, Motorama, Lindisfarne, Scott Walker + Sunn O))), One Last Wish, Reuben Wilson, LL Cool J, Slick Rick, Cal Tjader, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, The Doors, The Raincoats, The Smoke, Minny Pops, Rosa Yemen, The Gories, Sun Ra, Derrick Morgan, Infiniti, It's A Beautiful Day, The Beau Brummels, Suburban Knight, Deepchord, DJ Style, Eric Copeland, The Flesh Eaters, Dead Boys, Drive Like Jehu, Half Japanese, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Tropical Tobacco, James White and The Blacks, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, David Bowie, Make Up, Ornette Coleman, Liaisons Dangereuses, Yellowson, Deakin, Darondo, Sun Ra Arkestra, Toni Rubio, Moss Icon, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.

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)