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 Cuba and from Calgary.
But I was there.

I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.

All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

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

I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.

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

But have you seen my records?

Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, The Angels of Light, Zapp, The Fuzztones, Altered Images, The Cramps, Eyeless In Gaza, Radiohead, The Human League, World's Most, The Neon Judgement, Radiopuhelimet, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Aaron Thompson, Boz Scaggs, Gong, Bob Dylan, Can, The Men They Couldn't Hang, Pantaleimon, Sonny Sharrock, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Schoolly D, Fat Boys, the Germs, The Tremeloes, Niagra, Marcia Griffiths, OOIOO, Joyce Sims, R.M.O., Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Connie Case, Little Man, Letta Mbulu, Rekid, Pulsallama, Robert Görl, Lee Hazlewood, Yaz, Marc Almond, Suburban Knight, Quando Quango, Laurel Aitken, Skarface, John Lydon, Marshall Jefferson, Tom Boy, Drive Like Jehu, Deepchord, Trumans Water, Sex Pistols, Glenn Branca, The Associates, Gerry Rafferty, Mantronix, Rhythm & Sound, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.

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)