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 Japan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.

I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Human League to the dance 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.

All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '80s.

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

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Lebanon Hanover, Fad Gadget, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Letta Mbulu, Dennis Brown, Nils Olav, Negative Approach, Mary Jane Girls, Thee Headcoats, Robert Hood, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Delon & Dalcan, Electric Prunes, Grandmaster Flash, Howard Jones, Subhumans, Eve St. Jones, Pussy Galore, Johnny Clarke, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Sex Pistols, Erykah Badu, Ralphi Rosario, Deakin, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, R.M.O., Strawberry Alarm Clock, Tubeway Army, Kerrie Biddell, Steve Hackett, Newcleus, Rufus Thomas, Pylon, Arcadia, Eurythmics, Scott Walker, X-101, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Connie Case, Accadde A, Crispian St. Peters, Avey Tare, The Mighty Diamonds, Spoonie Gee, Easy Going, Depeche Mode, Scratch Acid, Crispy Ambulance, Popol Vuh, Theoretical Girls, Terrestrial Tones, Deadbeat, Rosa Yemen, Josef K, The Velvet Underground, Severed Heads, Chrome, Laurel Aitken, OOIOO, Buzzcocks, Vladislav Delay, Swell Maps, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.

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)