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 Libya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.

I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba 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 Monochrome Set to the grime 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.

All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.

I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.

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

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

But have you seen my records?

Zapp, Leonard Cohen, The Five Americans, Minny Pops, The Victims, Nirvana, Arthur Verocai, Patti Smith, Janne Schatter, Banda Bassotti, The Golliwogs, the Germs, Jeff Lynne, Whodini, Rufus Thomas, The Beau Brummels, Agent Orange, Soft Machine, Procol Harum, Magma, The United States of America, The Martian, Altered Images, Radiohead, Thompson Twins, Ohio Players, Amon Düül II, Mo-Dettes, The Happenings, Dual Sessions, The Busters, Echo & the Bunnymen, Ultramagnetic MC's, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Oppenheimer Analysis, Fela Kuti, New Age Steppers, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Liliput, Scott Walker, Magazine, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, Rotary Connection, Ronnie Foster, F. McDonald, Camouflage, Con Funk Shun, Unwound, 8 Eyed Spy, Peter & Gordon, ABC, Electric Prunes, The Birthday Party, Das Ding, Supertramp, Erykah Badu, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Depeche Mode, Mary Jane Girls, Circle Jerks, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.

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)